Upper Clackamas River
With the changing of the seasons, I feel a need to hurry outdoors even more, paint from life while there is still enough warmth and comfort left to me. I do not expect to be out standing in the snow and rain, shivering while rushing through a quick plein air painting. It seems there may only be a few weeks left, so sometimes I do a very quick sketch like the one below, from the Yamhill area:
And while we can, LOPAS is still sticking to our weekly plan; last Friday's outing was to Bryant Woods. We didn't realize it, but while we sat there painting in the meadow, a coyote was watching us with interest, until Jean got up to look at Randall's work and the coyote ran off.