When one lives in the desert, one must give up certain things in exchange for other, hopefully equally good things.
Fall colors are one of those things. We have some trees and shrubs that change color -- cottonwood trees, when they occur, are an example -- but mostly, the view looks pretty much the same all year round.
So last weekend, The Wiffee and I went up into the mountains; specifically, a place called Big Bear. The mountains in this area do have native trees that turn to yellow, albeit not a bright yellow. But the oak trees that are planted along the streets can be magnificent!
|One of the streets in the Village area. It looked better in real life than in the picture, but you can see examples of colorful trees!|
|We parked under this bee-you-tee-full oak tree. The Wiffee even collected some of the leaves.|
Now...what does this have to do with desert paintings, you may be asking yourself? Well, nothing, really. I don't know if I'd ever do paintings of the Big Bear area. But it was sure a nice escape for a day.
But now it's time to return to working on some non-autumnal desert art!