Painted House

A year or two back a friend and talented painter gave me a funky likeness of the place. It commands a prominent spot in the living room and I admire it every day, most definitely one I will hang up in my room at the old folks home someday.

I waited an entire year until the conditions and season matched.
I poked a stick in the ground and balanced the painting on it, it spun in the slight breeze so I repositioned it and snapped one shot as the breeze blew it around again. Turned out better than I expected actually.

Thanks again Odette.