South of Wooden Wheel Lodge

Joe’s sons showed me the trail south of the Wooden Wheel Lodge and left me there to paint my way back. It was a great day. Even though it sprinkled and then rained, the trees gave just enough protection. I could hear something out in the water, it sounded large, but I never saw it as I painted this piece. Gouache on watercolor paper, 4 by 6 inches.

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