Blazing sun! Melting Snow! Almost bikini weather! I’d thrown my painting gear into the truck and stopped at King Orchards to buy another bag of “deer apples”, (a.k.a. “possum apples”). I love possums. Nature’s garbage trucks. Children of the night. But don’t get me started.
Continuing south on M-88, I veered off onto Shadynook Road. Kind of an interesting neighborhood here. Beyond those trees on the left, a farmer keeps llamas (or alpacas?). The farmer beyond him has a fascinating collection of ancient trucks in the front yard. I just might have to stop in and ask if he’d let me do a painting. To the right of where I parked to do this painting, out of view, was a giant field of Indian corn and pumpkins last fall. King Orchards let me drive out there, wander around and pick whatever I wanted, then come back and pay.
After Ford closed my plant back in 2007, I’d considered moving to New Zealand, but after seeing this area, I knew I’d found home. Wherever you look, there’s a painting! Besides — I had way too much crap to move to New Zealand….