The Equinox is past, and the air is whispering autumn.
Fall in the mountains is a vivid joy, and I am impatient for the leaves to turn.
As I watch the subtle changes around me, I am reminded of this painting by Judith Cheney, the mother of my oldest friend Phil Cheney (who is also an artist). It adds to my anticipation of WNC in October. I love the happy perspective and color palette. For me, Judy’s paintings inspire a spirited outlook on the world. I am lucky to have a few of them in my house!