Getting lost at sea

For my retirement gift, my husband bought me a painting from a local artist. We had visited her studio back in the fall and had both loved this one painting. At the time, I simply liked the calming nature of the colors and how they swirled across the canvas. I thought is was a beautiful abstract of greens, yellows and blues. It wasn’t until it had hung in our entry way for a week that I saw water and spots of land jutting in. How did I miss this? Now I can’t stop looking at it. I sit in our big yellow chair in the library every day and let it suck me in. I never thought I would get lost at sea sitting in my own house.