This is a special old oak tree, one that was a haven on our farm in Missouri. It was a strong tree and survived the farmer's ax. Trees are not welcome most times in the middle of a growing field but this one was spared. I used to stand under this tree and watch my horses as they grazed in the pasture. It was a place to listen to the rustling grass and singing birds. The memories flood my mind as I remember the many trips to the pasture to bring in the horses for the night. All four horses would hang out at the back of the pasture and once I arrived they would race to the front gate. It was a game and I always enjoyed seeing their unleashed freedom and willingness to run. Taking a step back to remember, made for, "A Painting Day".
"Solitary Oak" 5x7 inches, oil on canvas bye Ruth Andre