When I saw the sea at Es Comu for the first time, I gasped, and stopped in my tracks.
Sounds a bit dramatic, but it's true.
It had been a long time since we'd been somewhere hot with a beach... nearly 20 years.
We were used to the silver grey seas of Scotland, or the inky black water in the Lake District.
I wasn't expecting this.
We had walked through a pine forest to reach Es Comu beach on the north coast of Mallorca.
Nestled between two holiday resorts, this length of coastline is protected, and you have to work a little bit to get there. It's probably only a 15 minute walk through the pine trees, but you're walking on sand, and it's hot.
But my goodness, I'd never seen colour like it.
It reminded me of when David Hockney talked about moving to Los Angeles after living in Yorkshire. The colours & the light can be so startlingly different in different places around the world, it can take your breath away.
When we returned home, I tried to capture the vibrancy of the blue through embroidery.
Making art, for me, is often about capturing something transient, whether it is a flower, the light as the sun is low in the sky, or the colour of the sea on a bright Mediterranean beach.
Capturing a moment or a memory forever in a way that a photo simply cannot.
I wonder when we'll get back that blue, blue sea again?