Watching the Waves Roll In

My grandson, under the watchful eye of his father, was fascinated by the waves rolling in and out.  The power and size of the huge rollers pounding the Oregon coastline were awe-inspiring to all of us - not just my grandson who was three years old at the time.  

As I write this, my grandson is about to graduate from high school and go on to college.  Once again he is standing at the brink of something magnificent, something awe-inspiring happening in his life.  We continue to watch as he steps out into the world and all that is ahead of him.  

Watercolor on archival paper. 12 x 18 inches. 2000.