A Brush with a bushtit

It was an interesting morning on the ranch. A wild bushtit landed on my paint brush while I was working on this oil sketch. Then my mom brought over a bucket with a large false tarantula in it and last but not least a small flock of mangy looking runaway goats showed up on our property and I had to try and round them up on the four-wheeler.

I haven’t painted in while. I feel pretty rusty. Forgot to bring turp for the clean up.

looking down the hill towards my bothers