When I was a little girl walking to school in the morning, I often heard the sound of meadowlarks singing. It is such a happy sound, it makes me think of sunny alfalfa fields in raking early morning light while lugging heavy books. This morning I was lucky enough to be serenaded by them while painting this little wheat farm study near Lostine. 
The afternoons have been windy lately, but this afternoon was a little calmer which allowed for these cumulus clouds to form over the mountains. I have decided that painting clouds is even more difficult than painting the ocean; at least the ocean repeats itself. It is a good exercise in subtle color mixing and value control. Next time I'll try more front-lit clouds.
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