As winter winds down and the [hopefully] last snowfall melts, I remember the first snow of the season-unexpectedly early. We were in the southern tier, visiting Monica & Mike in Wellsville and woke up to winter white on the hills. We were like kids, staring out at the hills,the pond, farms and the wet street winding into the distance.
The evening before, I had painted this little evening light view of one of their outbuildings. It was already framed for me, begging to be noticed. I was looking uphill out a square window in the living room.
'Wellsville Window' 12x12 pastel 2007
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