In the snow field yesterday, without the snow, which has all melted away, I painted this view of Mount Greylock and the Hopper from nearly the same spot as before. Since I was standing and moving in one place, my feet started to suck up the water, which must be just below the surface. Eventually I was standing in a puddle. The sun eventually came out after I was finished, lightening the mountains more than is visible here. There's a beautiful stream that runs through the field that can be seen at the bottom left. 9x12 oil on panel.
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