Several years ago on a “Day Trip” to Ensenada and beyond with my oldest son, Chadwyck we took his pickup truck down into a part of Mexico where no one spoke much English. Driving along cliffs, to a small resort along the coast was exhilarating, especially for someone a little afraid of heights. The port was lovely and I took this photo of fishing boats tied together. I later gave the painting to my son, but kept the photo and did this water color sketch, which one of my husband’s favorite. To me, it reminds of a wonderful and somewhat eventful day that I spent with my son. Memories are the rewards of life.