I parked at the little covered bridge in Tunnel Hill. I was unloading my painting equipment just before 7 am, searching for a colorful dawn sky.
The clouds were moving fast and I saw the pinks appearing as I had hoped. Getting the sky onto canvas was my first thought. I could do the meadow and trees afterward. As the sun peeked from behind the clouds, I was seeing orange, violet, reds - wonderful colors in the trees and underbrush.The sun suddenly spotlighted the tree on the left with all its crooked limbs and beautiful bark. Just as I finished painting and packing away, the first rain drops fell. It was truly a beautiful morning in Tunnel Hill, GA.
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