
I think George is in trouble again. He must have spent a lot of time checking out those back hills to draw his wife's attention.
I had a lot of fun painting this, but I rushed to photograph it so I could post it. The sun had already set, but I thought it was still light enough. The lack of light sacrificed some of the color and vibrancy. Oh well, I can always photograph it again.
This is my style and I am going to start developing it. I'll never be a Norman Rockwell, but I can be a Dottie Riley. That is good enough for me.