I’ve been sitting on this one for a few months. I made it as a gift to my two wonderful friends who were recently married. I had been wanting to make a landscape on plywood for some time. My friends home state was a great inspiration. Modeled after the Flatirons near Boulder, CO. and a bit of the Red rocks.
Running through pages in my notebook, and in the back of my head. Leads me to one thought.
A thank you to those who picked me up when I fell, and to those that fell with me when we climbed too high.
And a thank you to everybody who has stopped by here and read my nonsense.
One of my favorite names for a bird. On a sign in Colorado.
Finding ghost birds in the grain, while walking home in the rain.
And an ending hand written by Hemingway.