Out looking for a place to paint , I impulsively turned down this backroad...and I saw it ended up at a cemetery... so I decided to drive in . To my surprise it was beautiful... knowing it's a bit odd to be painting in a place like that .... it was irresistible...so I pulled over and set up my gear and started painting . after a good quiet half way into the painting. A white up truck entered and drove by me, and staring at me I might add , he drove to the back of the cemetery and began working some sort of mechanical yard tool or something hard to tell what he was doing as I was busy trying to capture the scene.... well he finished working about the same time I finished my painting is he drove by me on his way out of the cemetery he stopped and asked if he could see the painting he got out of his truck saw the painting and said oh yeah!
We began to converse he was there too clean up the gravesite of his grandson who died..... at this point I said well it seems that God has provided the best flowers he grew quiet for a moment then we talked about how nice the cemetery was an about Johnson Creek that ran behind it he suggested I should go there to maybe find another spot the paint to as it was quite unique....He then got back in his pick up truck to leave and then he looked around and again said to me sure is a beautiful place out here and with that he left
We began to converse he was there too clean up the gravesite of his grandson who died..... at this point I said well it seems that God has provided the best flowers he grew quiet for a moment then we talked about how nice the cemetery was an about Johnson Creek that ran behind it he suggested I should go there to maybe find another spot the paint to as it was quite unique....He then got back in his pick up truck to leave and then he looked around and again said to me sure is a beautiful place out here and with that he left