This isn’t my favorite, but I do love how you capture trees on canvas. I can imagine sitting under it, listening to it speaking in the breeze… feel the earth beneath me, hear the bird above me… the wind kissing my skin.
yesterday I laid on a rock next to the Cascade River and gazed up into the branches of a cedar tree. The river was rushing and roaring, and the sun was hot. Rainbows flashed in the mist, and it was nearly a perfect day. I revisited some of my favorite rocks, and shared the day with someone special.
The painting of the 3 otters sold out of the Trout.
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