There is something so very timeless about painting cattle in the field, and I especially love the snow covered pastures. My grandparent's cattle once roamed here, and seeing them brings back so many memories. As a child running these fields with my brother, I never dreamed I would live here, too, raising our family. I one created art at a child's desk in the kitchen, and for many years I've painted on the land that has always felt like home. I am truly blessed. Painting number 5070 in 5070 days.
