Seeing Red

I spent the day at the mouth of the Smith River painting. I struggled with all that light around me. I just couldn't find a good composition with any dark. The whole area was filled with light. Finally, I turned my attention to the houses up the street to paint that were in shadow.
 I had a pretty good painting of a yellow house and then I just mucked it up, scraped it and put it away. Tired and frustration, I headed home. That is when I noticed my  face burning. I looked in the mirror and saw that my sunscreen didn't work against the powerful mouth of the Smith River meeting the Pacific Ocean. I am so burned. So - no pictures today. All you would see is red.