This little piece was begun en plein air (on location) in the high desert, where spring winds can cut like a knife. So I set up in the shelter of a nearby butte, basking in the warmth of the sun and the dusky golden afternoon colors stretching away to the south and east and west, admiring the shapes of the landforms in the high desert, and listening to the calls of Redwing Blackbirds and Sandhill Cranes in the cattails nearby.
This little piece was begun en plein air (on location) in the high desert, where spring winds can cut like a knife. So I set up in the shelter of a nearby butte, basking in the warmth of the sun and the dusky golden afternoon colors stretching away to the south and east and west, admiring the shapes of the landforms in the high desert, and listening to the calls of Redwing Blackbirds and Sandhill Cranes in the cattails nearby.