30th May 2024 Joy
I painted the lighthouse in watercolour. I have been fascinated by lighthouses since I was a child. I wrote a story about the lighthouse and hope you enjoy reading itππ.
Imagine setting sail across still waters, gliding towards the open seaππ½. As the wind picked up, urging the boat on, my eyes caught a stunning display of the setting sunππ. Suddenly, the quiet is interrupted by a thunderous roar with an immediate clap of lightning! Oh noβ¦not now, not in the open seaπ¨π±. Black clouds move in, and rain slashes mercilessly in seconds. I can only pray for a miracle. Then, from a distance, a steady light held my gazeβ¦. Yes, the lighthouse. With every ounce of energy left, I fought against the raging waves, my hands gripping the wheel, trying to steer toward the light. As I neared land, the rains and waves subsided, and shouts were heard from the direction of the cabin by the lighthouseππ€.
I hope to read your comments on my painting and story; thank you.