Up on Leafyleaf hill

Each evening the dogs take us up the hill and into the woods along a magical trail above the shinning sea.

 

Oftentimes we arrive, just as the sun is sending bright streamers low through the trees, lighting our path with its orangeyred glow.

 

 

It's astounding really, how bright and red that sunlight is, as it kisses its tree-friends goodnight!

 

Here's a little song of painted light, just for the joy of it!

 

 

oil on wood panel

Done