Old Cabin

Old Cabin_8x10"_oil on panel

This old cabin is like one in the edge of the mountains of Daniel Boone National Forest, one of the sights we saw on our two day trail ride this past weekend. It seems that nothing is permanent, even after all of our labors to build, shore up, beautify, nature takes over and with a little neglect, tears it all back down. This can be a good thing, not all of our efforts are worth saving, and knowing that the best usually is saved makes me feel a little better. This old cabin is one of the good things.

Trail Ride in the Country

Country landscape_4x6"_oil on linen board_available_$90
Traveling through the country you see a lot of nondescript landscapes that have a lot of appeal for me. They aren't anyplace special, just country with no buildings, no people, no signs of civilization except for the neat mowing and crops.


I rode Bear on a trail ride with four others today. He was a superstar, taking the lead and not flinching at anything, including the man building a garage or shed right next to the trail. I think the breaking with the Amish taught him that. They had a barnyard full of critters; horses and ponies, goats, dogs & puppies, cats & kittens, chickens, guinnies, (sp?) geese, turkeys, the only thing he definitely didn't like was the hog pen.