It was fabulously beautiful at camp! Heavy snows had covered the trees in mounds of snow. It was balmy, in the teens and 20's. Didn't even need my wool sweater under my parka! It was mostly overcast, with light snow, so the landscape was muted. Soft and quiet.
A path into the woods looked like the painting I wanted to do next, but it was snowing pretty heavily, and I decided I really didn't want to get my pastels and paper all wet again. I had struggled with that the day before, so I worked in the comfort of the lodge and looked out the window. That morning had a beautiful sunrise, so I hinted at that. The painting of the snowy path was completed and is in the exhibit at the Grand Marais Art Colony.
If you can't get to Grand Marais to see the show, it's on their Facebook page.