This painting speaks volumes to how I feel about the Rocky Mountains. Few places on earth are as renewing to my soul as being in a remote mountain meadow (this meadow is above 10,000 feet in elevation) surrounded by towering mountain peaks. The smell of pine, afternoon light, clear mountain air, and the absence of any other persons replenishes my spirits. I feel awe and wonder at God's creations.
This was painted from a small plein air study.
I had spent a glorious day plein air painting in the mountains. Several exciting studies were painted in one of my favorite areas. However, the need to be back home at a specific time (and having a 2 hour drive ahead of me) meant that I was leaving just as the quality of light was getting perfect. Ten minutes after packing up and heading home, I passed this scene. I had to stop and paint it. It beckoned me. Looking at the time, though, I was worried about being late. So I set my timer for 15 minutes and did a very quick, rough sketch to capture the color and value relationships so that I could paint this scene in the studio.
I then drove a bit faster than I should have down Poudre Canyon and made it home on time.