I find myself taking pictures, around the Art Center and farm, of the same views, because the weather changes them so dramatically. Every picture reveals something new.
After dinner, I emerged from the main house and came upon these clouds, hugging the mountains.

A couple of drawings, in-progress...not yet completed, but close.  I'm finding myself looking at, exploring, the ground a great deal.  The skies and mountains are so dramatic, I'm almost hesitant to draw and paint them...they hold such weight already, on their own.  What could I possibly add?

I'm sure I'll get over that pretty soon.