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Today was gray and hazy out at Lombardi Ranch. I was painting under the power lines, listening to a sympony of black birds. Behind me was the remenates of acres of pumpkins. The shiny orange balls strewn about the fields were tempting, yet somewhat strange for a painting, so I settled on the farm road that loops around brush and then back into the fields.
Oil on Panel, 8" X 10"
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