Big Valley was settled by pioneers early last century, and their farms and fields remain as their testimony to their sacrifice and hard work. I’m grateful that Big Valley hasn’t been turned into sterile housing projects. It’s one of my favorite places to paint.
On a lovely autumn morning, I stepped into the pasture of this farm so I could paint a view of the house, the flaming maple tree beside the big fir, and the red shed above. It didn’t look like anyone was living in the house. I wasn’t far off the pavement, but technically I was trespassing. I was focusing on my painting, when I saw a man approaching. “Are you the owner?” I asked. “Hope you don’t mind if I paint your farm.”
Luckily he was quite generous and we had a nice conversation. It turns out his family homesteaded this property and built the house in 1905. I told him how much I appreciate his stewardship of this historic site.
Beautiful colors. I feel really good and happy when I look at this image.
Good! It’s a happy painting, isn’t it?
AGREE! ❤️
Thanks, Jean!
The red barn is a great contrast to the white house. Good use of colors.
Thanks, Warren. I love that little shed. Couldn’t resist including it.
It’s nice to be able to follow you around the local countryside. Great that there was someone living there that you were able to meet and share your work with.
Thanks, Nancy. Like you, I like to explore my surroundings. I’m not sure if I have as many miles on my car exploring Washington as you do, but I do know more back roads and hidey-holes than most people.