19"x15.5 Salt light gathers in the bowl of the bay, turning stone and water to quiet silver. A narrow shore road slips along the cliff’s hip, past stacked white blocks and scrubby ochre brush, before yielding to a calm, teal inlet. The headlands fold like worn canvas under a pale sky, while a cluster of weathered structures holds fast to the rock. You can almost hear the soft clatter of pebbles in the wash and feel the grit of wind-dried salt on your hands—an intimate postcard from a working coast.