One of my favorite spots in the
world… There aren’t really any cranberries growing here, but this beautiful
little bog gets a cranberry color sometimes, and that’s what we call it.
Occasionally in the summer you can sit on that far hillside and watch a beaver
or two swimming around down below. This painting will also be at the Farmhouse
show tomorrow!
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Friday, May 29, 2015
Monday, February 24, 2014
Cranberry Bog, Afternoon
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My favorite ski run used to come
down through the woods and end at the far reaches of this scene. They logged
the woods last year, so we had to establish a new run down through the
adjoining forest. It’s pretty, but not as thrilling and terrifying as the old
one. A few people should know exactly where this is.
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