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

It is an early morning, and the sun is climbing the sky fast. It will be a hot day. But for now, the long shadows mark the rungs of my sight ladder, taking me deep into the landscape. These long stretched shadows are the subject of the next painting:

Horsebarn HIll: Purple Shadows, oil, 10 x 10 inches