The Mill

Day 21: I had an idea of what I wanted to paint today, so I waited a little longer before heading out. I grew up in West Valley, I know the “lay of the land” or so I thought. If I know where I’m painting, I check an app called Sun Seeker to pin point when the light and shadows will be peak. Today I went old school and went with my inner compass. I arrived past peak. There were still some shadows but I’ll revisit this spot.
I decided to check out some old haunts while I was there. I wanted to see Booger Hall. I used to see it every Sunday on the way to church. It was just a tiny old barn that some teens had claimed as a club house. They painted “Booger Hall” on a sign and nailed it to the front. I was certain the teens were just like Dobbie Gillis and his friends. I got there and it was gone. Then I drove down RT 240 to see the haunted house where the man was carving his own casket in the attic...but... it was gone. My last stop was to the cemetery to see the monument to the man who put real beef in Spam. My Mother used to tell me all about him. He must have been a really nice man because my Mother always smiled while she talked about him...🤔 but I couldn’t find it.
I guess things change, and life creates new stories for the next generation. Booger Hall, the man building a casket and that nice man who put real beef in spam will live always in my memory😉
“The Mill” Watercolor 3”x5” $125

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