It's been too long since I deliberately got outside in a new place to draw. I can easily imagine these sketches turning into abstracts. IF I had remembered to bring my "real" camera from home, they might have turned into more representational paintings. Not sure that I have the imagination or talent to turn my phone's photos into anything inspiring.
There was a gulp of cormorants settled on sand bars about 50 yards out... The sand bars (at least at low tide) were walkable... by others who intuitively left their marks by erecting stone cairns. With my eyesight, I needed my binoculars (which I DID remember!) to separate the birds from the rocks.
My husband was most fascinated with a huge driftwood tree. It's placement made it seem more likely it had washed up... than fallen down from the nearby woodlands. Surprisingly, it had thoughtful graffitiand carvings. There was a nicely lettered directive: dream a beautiful dream.
For the less intrepid, or less likely to try walking on water (or sand bar) there was a stone stack at water's edge. The tide must have been coming in, because it had toppled by the time I left.
At right, the "lumps" are mostly cormorants rather than people or rocks.
I am often surprised by the colors my computer filters find in my photographs. I think this would make a nice acrylic impasto abstract.