High up in the Brandon Gap in the Green Mountains the loudest sound is cascading water. An occasional car goes by on the road that follows streams that rush down the gap into the valleys on each side.
This road is paved all the way through to the other side of the mountains. Some of the other routes that criss-cross the mountains are so steep and twisty that they are closed from first snow to last snow. With narrow hairpin turns its impossible to plow them.
Near the top of the gap close to the AppalachianTrail I found a trail that went straight into the national forest.
One of these rushing mountain streams flowed under this trail through a culvert.
The trees at top of the ridge were almost bare.
It was heavenly. It was so quiet.
The weather was changing so I got as much vital information as I needed then moved on to my next location.
The next morning when I woke up... of course it was raining.
My friend Andrew joined me for a day of painting so our plan was to set up in a spot near our cars so we could get out of the rain if need be.
It was needed...
The start of my sketch of Liberty Hill Farm, 11x14 oil on canvas panel.
About midday the weather began to clear so we headed up into the gap. Half way up there was a beautiful long view through a large meadow. A lake nestled at the upper end of this valley . We had typical mountain weather. Periods of sun and clouds moved through creating dramatic light.
Sunny patches moved across the mountain range making great shadow patterns... Minutes later we'd be socked in clouds...
The wind was fierce as the weather cleared so we drove our cars on to the edge of the meadow and set up behind them to keep our easels from blowing down.
We sketched fast as the light was changing ...
and the sun was setting !
Sketch ~ Cool Gray marker on 98 lb. paper.