I am blessed to co-own (with my cousin) a rustic summer cottage in a little town northern Vermont, built by my cousin’s great-great grandfather in 1904. Having moved from Mass. to NC five years ago, we feel lucky to escape the southern heat and spend a couple of months just 35 miles from the Canadian border. Here’s a classic Vermont scene I painted several years ago.
I paint every week, but I don’t always produce something worth sharing with you. So then I go back into my portfolio of 660 paintings and choose one. This week I’m packing to go to Vermont for the summer, so I haven’t had time to paint. Our granddaughter Lila is now 19 and just finished her freshman year in college. This painting shows the beginning of her literary journey. (These stripes, based on a photo I snapped, were a b—h to paint.)
Hope you are enjoying these long lingering days. And all the shades of green around us.
Connecting with nature is a great way to put the folly of humankind in perspective.
Time to start daydreaming about places like this . . .
