Gijon, San Lorenzo beach, five o'clock in the evening

After dinner, I again stuck to the beach. As always in the evening, huge waves reached the parapet of the embankment. The sun was seeping through thick clouds and reflected off the surface of the sea. It was clear that the rain will pour.. . "Ill have time to paint, I will not have time?" Almost did. On the sketch came only the first, small, but frequent droplets.
Painted on paper by Fabriano, 100% cotton.