It is so hot, the colors seem to melt toward a silvery incandescence. A haze dissolves the shapes into each other. I paint from the shelter of my car. Is this still plein air or car air?

Horsebarn Hill: Tree, oil, 10 x 10 inches

I was sitting on my car, sketching a cow, when my gaze was caught by a couple talking animatedly. They were both dress up, she with a red silk blouse, he in a brilliant shirt. They were both smiling and looking at each other. "A date!" I thought, and this was the subejct of the next painting. Notice the clouds hovering over them, like they were also listening to the conversation. 

Horsebarn Hill: The Date, oil, 10 x 10 inches

Between two swelling hills, a group of blue pine trees found a cool place to grow. 

Horsebarn Hill: Pines, oil, 10 x 10 inches

The University of Connecticut started on Horsebarn Hill as an agricultural school. As homage to this pastoral beginning, the cows are picturesquely grazing the hill. It is a golden hill with a sprinkle of cows! I think that I am observing them until a young calf comes to check me out, like asking: “What are you doing?"

Horsebarn Hill: Pastoral, oil, 10 x 10 inches