This small mountain is such an odd collection of rocks, pushed up from the earth at an angle. It caught my attention immediately, though it wasn't until a couple days later that I finally got to paint it. My som-in-law-s mom remembers scrambling up that mountain with her siblings as the adults dined inside the lodge restaurant. It is lovely up here and I could literally paint in any direction in this basin, and paint a different mountain. Though it's my first time to visit and paint here, I don't think it will be my last. This place is magical. Painting number 5098 in 5098 days.
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