Tuesday, June 28, 2011


     I had the most wonderful camp site up there in the mountains. It was shaded on both sides by small aspens and the meadow in front was covered with these cheerful yellow Dandelions. There were mountains in the distance. I couldn't call myself a "Flower Painter", but I ended up doing a few of these because they just seemed so happy. I found out that they all close up at night and then open back up in the morning when I was having my coffee, to welcome me into a new day.


  1. Ah, but you are a wonderful flower painter and apparently a poet:) Love the painting and the very simple, " they would open up in the morning to welcome me into a new day"...priceless experience.

  2. Beautiful yellows and greens, James. You are doing some really nice paintings. I still love your trucks, too!