The Eleventh Hour - PRINT of original watercolor

The Eleventh Hour

I sat under one of the last maple trees still blazing with autumn foliage. I was thinking, apprehensively, of the future.
A wild, autumn wind came then, and the tree let all of its leaves go all at once, as if it had waited until the last minute to show me how beautiful the present could be.


Giclee print.

Signed, numbered, and labeled

Unframed