There is a stretch of road I drive between my house and the main highway that, regardless of the season, offers a scene that is beautiful to see and enjoy. It is situated in the hills and remains hidden until you round a curve and come up on it. It is a lovely surprise each time. I think the prairie grass that grows in the front and back pasture has been baled to feed the two horses who live across the road. The grasses that grow beside the road and fence are loaded with color. There are a lot of alizarin grasses in the summer and fall, mixed with some purples, greens, and golds. Since we are in the midst of a moderate drouth, the colors will soon fade. Am hoping for rain.
This is not a plein air piece. The temperatures here are 100+. I parked at the side of the road and took a couple of photos which we used for a class painting last Monday evening.