Dressed in Ice

Staying home on an ice day offers me such complete freedom to paint this icy wonderland at will!  The colors change every moment like a prism.  Heavier clouds, more violet, thinner clouds pushed pink and peachy - and the ice, like glass shifted.  I stayed close to the house, as the freezing rain shifted back and forth to sleet. So still it was, with the gentle pelting of ice.  I love this kind of landscape so much that Beau and I went crunching all over the fields when I was finished!  And then I started another one!  Painting number 1859 in 1859 days.