Shakertown Hill_12x9"_oil on panel
After a day of painting at Shakertown, we went to find a more remote location to paint. Just a smidgeon away was a creek bed (dry) where I did a small study, then found this just around the group of trees. It was a hot day, with the grass that crunchy sounding crackle when you walk on it. The hay had been cut, leaving swathes of grass lying in neat rows, leading the eye up the hill.
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