A View from Blowing Rock

A View from Blowing Rock

Just yards away, a well known rock juts out into space. A handkerchief dropped there will be picked up by the wind and blown back. Hence the quaint name of the village.
Perhaps the half empty glass on the railing was sipped in appreciation of the place and the hospitality. Left standing, it reminds us there is more to come.

Watercolor • 2017

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