Snow Round 2 - Days 82 - 85

We did not get the predicted 2 - 4 inches of snow, but here in the South, any snow is a big snow. After all was said and done, we ended up with about and inch and very bitter cold temps. So on Day 82 I plied on about 4 layers of clothes and headed out to paint the path behind the barn. It is interesting how when I am really excited about what I am painting, I don't notice how cold the temperatures are.

On Day 83, there was still enough snow on the ground to be lit by the sunshine and with the high temperature only reaching the mid twenties, the snow was unlikely to go anywhere. I was able to study the sunlight and shadows on the snow and this is one thing I wanted to study SO bad. It was just not the same trying to capture it though the window so I bundled up again and went out to work on site. The cool blues and purples in the shadows against the the mounds catching the late afternoon sun were spectacular!  It was well worth getting out in it in the end.

On Day 84 I woke up to an absolutely beautiful morning. A heavy frost had joined  the few remaining remnants of snow and the early morning sunrise had everything washed in soft pastels. I was able to capture the colors and feelings of the morning before I rushed Abbi to school. Luckily, her first period teacher is one of my collectors!

On Day 85, the snow was gone, the sky was grey and the wind was cold. The temperatures were actually a bit warmer, but all the other factors involved made the day feel cold and uninspiring. I made myself get out anyway and the result was a not so great painting. Everyone has those days and not every day will be a winner. Luckily there is always tomorrow!