Like the poet, Robert Frost, I never tire of watching the woods around me fill up with snow, and yesterday, Ohio got another blanketing of white billows. The painting above comes more from imagination than reality, but it will speak to the lover of snow, I think.
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As a lover of winter, this one caught my eye. I am still enjoying
the winter scene in my living room that you painted for me many
years ago. I never tire of it. I love the other seasons too, but I look forward to winter. Thank you for painting another aspect of this
waiting and re-creative season.
Thank you, dear Pat! Hope you are keeping warm in the billows.