It was going to be hot in the UK, Cobra meeting called, (BJ absent),
to decide heat mitigation contingencies,
meaning today was going to be the last chance to attempt a plein air painting for a while.
Started early with a visit to Trophy Pet Supplies and then a shaded walk at Lund. In spite of warnings for hot temperatures it was a tolerable 20 degrees, so I decided on a quick drive to Thixendale which found me stopping near Gills Farm, under a small tree. George was put outside, in the shade, where he immediately lay down and fell asleep. On the left I could see Robert Fullers Gallery with Long Dale, curving round the back. Sheep grazed in the field in front of the gallery as a marbled white fluttered around my head before settling on my elbow. Magic. In the foreground, tall plants with swelling pods reminded me that this was a crop of oil seed rape. Beyond this cultivated field the land drops into Thixen Dale. At the far side of this field I saw a red kite cruise by. It flew just below me so I experienced the unusual situation of looking down on it, I could clearly see it's back. As I painted, cyclists passed wearing bright glow tops. It is a steep climb from Thixendale and the effort told. Standing in the shade was becoming a little too hot for George and I kept stopping to give him a drink. A convoy of 4x4s passed followed by a couple of RTVs which signified a shooting party. They cheerfully waved en passant par...I pondered, the shoots provide much needed employment and hospitality which has significant benefits for the area. It should also be noted that huge sums are raised for charitable endeavours. The very distant building on the horizon is, I believe, Martinholme Farm. I decided to finish as the temperature was beginning to climb and I was concerned for George. I woke him and gave him water which he quickly drank...it was time to go.
12x10 inch oil on canvas board. POA.
Just a reminder that my virtual exhibition, at the moment is
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