16×20 oils on canvas panel
The days of riding colts through passes like these I will never forget. Take in this scenery and just imagine sitting on that big stone listening to the small falls work it’s way down to the main river. The smell of honeysuckle and wildflowers lofting in the air.
16×20 oils on canvas panel
The days of riding colts through passes like these I will never forget. Take in this scenery and just imagine sitting on that big stone listening to the small falls work it’s way down to the main river. The smell of honeysuckle and wildflowers lofting in the air.
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