I have enjoyed watching cows graze and white-tale deer feed in this beautiful meadow. On a weekend drive to our mountain cabin, we saw the field had been mowed and fresh bales of hay. Melia my soul mate and I stopped and walked with camera in hand in to the field. We felt the suns warmth on our skin as it journeyed westward. Smelling fresh cut hay and feeling the stubble crush beneath our feet as we walked. The sun beamed low across the field leaving half shadows on the trees and long shadows across the field. The lavender blue purple mountains seemed to glow with the suns warmth. Tractor tires left curving impressions around the field. The farm meadows beauty stunned me.
Please spend time wandering around in this painting and I hope you find as much joy in this Farm Meadow as I have.