I found it quite arresting. There's an ocean view out the window; I think the young woman's new husband (maybe fiance) was lost at sea, and her grandmother is seeking to comfort her. Just look at her. She looks to be only my age.
Anyway. Sad, but so beautiful. I lift my glass (full of non-alcoholic sparkling cider which I don't really like) to Bramley. Way to paint.
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