Bring the Baler
I love harvest season. This piece was inspired from the memory of bringing Dad lunch in the field. It always included a couple of huge glass mason jars full of icy cold water. We were little and he would always give us a sip. I can remember it dripping downmy dress and soaking through. It felt so good in the heat of the season.
The rows of swath were too high to climb through and the massive wheels of the tractor gave ample space for our picnic in the shade.
Dad loved farming.
Mixed Media on Barnwood
38″ x 12 1/2″