When I drove up Notch Road this morning, I could barely contain my excitement. I've painted the mountain many times over the years, and it took me until now to realize that I could paint on the mountain. My destination was a small pond just below the last leg up to the top of Mount Greylock. Fortunately there's a small parking lot nearby. All I heard for a while were the bull frogs chanting. Eventually hikers came by since I was next to the path. Some were day hikers, and some were on a longer journey. All seemed happy and cheerful. This painting is a 9x12 oil on linen.
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