We stood along this waterway of the McNary Wetlands, where marshy habitats are preserved to encourage local and migratory birds to come populate, and stop for a respite. The air was crisply cold, softly the birds called in the distance, and the stealthy moon rose slowly above the lavendar cloud layer hanging low on the horizon. It was a rather fleeting yet enjoyable time spent painting on location.
We stood along this waterway of the McNary Wetlands, where marshy habitats are preserved to encourage local and migratory birds to come populate, and stop for a respite. The air was crisply cold, softly the birds called in the distance, and the stealthy moon rose slowly above the lavendar cloud layer hanging low on the horizon. It was a rather fleeting yet enjoyable time spent painting on location.