During the Spring of 1995 I was fortunate enough have a fellowship at the Millay Colony, in Austerlitz, NY. All month I'd hike into the woods to paint, and one morning, early, the creek outside my cabin was filled with snow. The snow was gone by noon.
During the Spring of 1995 I was fortunate enough have a fellowship at the Millay Colony, in Austerlitz, NY. All month I'd hike into the woods to paint, and one morning, early, the creek outside my cabin was filled with snow. The snow was gone by noon.