Looking Down on Kuerner's Farm Pond

Sitting up on the hill behind Kuerner's farm was nice and shady in the late afternoon. It was incredibly peaceful for me there. I did two paintings nestled in along the tree line with a birds-eye view of all the cars going by. Every now and then a car would honk its horn and someone would wave at me. It was surprising because I am sure I would not have noticed me way up there if I'd been driving by.

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