The heat has finally broken and crisp air fills the lungs.

A youthful excitement is triggered by indescribable but unmistakable smells of autumn.


A plains tree reveals its formerly hidden grace as winds pick at weakening leaves. One by one they relent and fall to the ground, disappearing into drying waves of grass. 


Transition - 5x11-inch oil on birch.

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