Last drawing this year. Thank you to everyone for your support, it is so appreciated. Always. And I can’t wait to start to learning the bagpipes in the new year. That and making more work about the piers and dock at Methil- here is to a braw 2024 !

Dominique x

Methil, December.

A frozen north wind skittles sleet showers along the pier to the lighthouse. The Grey sea mumbles beneath. It is quiet, no signs of life save the creaking of wood and old bones, cold bones on a day like this.