'Warm Summer Winds'
oil on wood panel
10 x 8
SOLD
A west wind blowing across the sun warmed field
Scent of Queen Anne's Lace dancing with the grass
Swallows drift by, bank and turn back again
Billowing clouds rise up over the Olympics
A lone fir reaches out to touch them
Dreams for cold winter nights
Take form with every blink
They will make it last...
-Jeffrey J Boron-