Winter Night - PRINT of original watercolor

It was a February night last year. I let the dog out before bed, and the full moon on the snow was too much to resist. I walked down the hill to the Mill River, still flowing between islands of black rock and ice. I listened to it, the dead oak leaves still hanging on, the snow crystals sliding down the bank in the wind. In the brilliant blue darkness I could see anything I wanted.

Archival giclee print.

Signed and labeled

Unframed