The freezing rain started early this morning, glazing all the surfaces. When it turned to a lovely snowfall, I waited as long as possible for it to accumulate before painting. With a couple of distractions, I had to rush to finish before dark. I don't have my favorite palettes here, so I have improvised with a flat plastic container, loading my very limited oils on it. Oh how I'm missing my favorite white and alizarin crimson! Challenges are good lessons, so I forge ahead. My dad loved this river, it is my honor to commit it to oils this day. Painting number 2119 in 2119 days.
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