With the snow on the ground, I am going to get all I can out of it. Went back again this morning and hopefully will be able to go again in the morning. There was this wonderful cedar thicket that had snow hanging on it and was hanging with the weight of the snow and was just beautiful. Maybe it didn't get warm enough to completely get rid of it but I am afraid I may have missed it by not doing it this morning. But then I wouldn't have the one I have. Life goes on.
The game warden's curiosity finally got the best of him this morning and he had to stop and ask.
"What's goin' on?"
A brief moment of silence and then that look of comprehension.
"Oooohhh, you're paintin'! How 'bout that!"
After showing him a few paintings and explaining it all, he was overly friendly about helping me find spots and suggested quite a few.
I have found that once most people find out you're a painter they're fascinated and incredibly accommodating. The only thing that seems to sour the conversation is when they ask,"How much you want for it?"