It’s a very beautiful summer this year, maybe because we’ve gotten enough rain and everything is green and lush. The deerfly are thriving, unfortunately, and they make my frequent walks more of a challenge. I don’t go into the deep woods in July because it’s almost insane, the flies are numerous and hungry. By mid-August, I’ll be able to return to the woods.
The painting above is just a little ways off a road on Lake Hattie’s peninsula—we are looking onto a narrow path leading to a dock on Little Hattie. I’ve nicknamed it “Harley’s Place” because the people who own the property have a dog named Harley. I don’t know their names but I know their dog’s!