The autumn leaves blaze on the hillside and crunch beneath your feet. The air bites at your nose as the smells of woodsmoke and snow assault your senses, and the rush of sensations energize you to reach home before the snow flies.
Oil on canvas, 8×20
The autumn leaves blaze on the hillside and crunch beneath your feet. The air bites at your nose as the smells of woodsmoke and snow assault your senses, and the rush of sensations energize you to reach home before the snow flies.
Oil on canvas, 8×20