In the mudPosted: April 7, 2019
I was out painting in my woods today, capturing the last bit of snow on the ground and enjoying the sound of a pileated woodpecker in a tree above me. The painting was almost done, and I stepped back to have a look and also take a photo for Instagram when a rogue gust of wind on this windless day knocked over my easel. Luckily I was standing close enough to catch it and save the painting, although my brushes and palette ended up in the muck.
Back home, and after cleaning the mucky brushes, I made a few adjustments — softening the background and cropping for a better composition. By tomorrow this snow will be gone and that may be it for snow painting until next year.