En plein air

It’s nice to be home in Alexander Valley. The smell of the dry summer grass is intoxicating. I could hike in the hills all day and never tire. My time here is limited though. The clock winds down. Now I’m trying to paint as much as I can before returning to Hong Kong. I’ll be gone soon and once more home will just be a distant memory. How many paintings can I do before returning to the humid jungle? It’s a race now. I must try to hold on to the smell of dry harvest winds a little longer.

cry creek bridge
The old Lambert Bridge, in Dry Creek Valley. Not Far from Healdsburg Ca
vineyard hills view
In the hills behind Robert Young Estate Winery. There is a shed there where we store old crates and things. We call it the dump.
alexander valley
Behind my grandfathers house, looking northwest across the gravel driveway. There is an old valley oak there.