This was my favorite morning. We went up the canyon again to paint whatever we wanted. Golden and I found this lovely little view, complete with an old log to sit on. Once again Golden drew a perfect drawing and then got stuck on the colors. I spent long periods of time holding a paint brush up against the horizon, measuring angles, trying to look thoughtful and like I knew what I was doing.
Charles came over and helped me with the bottoms of the aspen trees. And when I came home the boys said, "this one's pretty good mom. You did a good job on the trees." and I smiled. Actually, I confessed, but I still like the aspen trees and they are part of my painting now!
I took a close up so if I ever get brave to finish this picture, I will know what they really look like. Don't forget the purple!
And here's Cheryl. Hi! Looking good!
And Lue. Hey Lue!
And the guys being stoic and not posing.
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