What better way to start the day? The sweet music of crickets and early birds serenaded me this morning as first light bloomed in the sky. The very still water was a joy to capture in oils, each stroke in the landscape mirrored on the surface. I have missed these plein air events this year, and I am counting my blessings this morning. Painting number 2768 in 2768 days.
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