The snow is getting scarce.
I ran away to the woods this evening, as the shadows grew long, and set up near a temporary stream, one of the places where the snow runoff is making its way down the bluffs. The blackbirds sang in the treetops, and the dogs chased away a curious deer.
From last night:
The snow is disappearing from the upper rows of trees in the orchard. The deer have been busy out here - watch your step! Chickadees are calling to each other, and the robins and blackbirds have returned. The late sunlight catches the twisting branches and casts long shadows on the bare ground.
Inspired by the first snow of the season in Canmore Alberta...this will have the new grass patterns incorporated into the lower foreground.
Remember the digital sketch sequence back in my IG feed ? This was the plan.
“First Snow” oil on panel, 12”x16” Bright morning after the storm. All the snow was melted by mid afternoon. Wash Brook, in a thick patch of woods near Hartford, Connecticut. #riverpainting#snowpainting
Classical view of Mansfield mountain in Jeffersonville/Cambridge Vermont. My day #1 study.
932720 March, 2019
Officially my last plein air painting of this winter, a spontaneous attempt from last night. The light was so rich and the air filled with the fragrance of melting snow and thawing earth. Geese called to each other as they flew north overhead and the coyotes began their chorus at dusk.
The first of my #espencersnow series that I'm working on. I know, I know, spring is around the corner and I ought to be beckoning to her fondly. But here I am, finding solace in the quiet snow. We had a couple March storms that blanketed our New England landscape in snow, and I got inspired. So, I've got a few more in the works to show soon. Check out my stories for some detail pics. It's tricky to capture all the texture of a larger painting in this little square.