Autumn Snow
In remembrance of simpler times
Autumn Snow
by Ellen Rice
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Autumn Snow was inspired by my father-in-law and his goose hunting loving sons. I was a "city girl" as he would call me with his blue eyes twinkling, back in the 1970s after I married his only non-hunting son. There were countless nights over the course of many years when everyone in the family gathered around a table filled with delicious wild fowl or rabbit delectably cooked by my mother-in-law. After 40 years of marriage to her outdoorsman husband, she knew her way around every type of game bird, as well as turtles and muskrat, though the latter was definitely not for me. Dad used to have quite a bit of fun with me, trying to sneak things like that onto my plate - cooked to resemble something other than what it was, to my mother-in-law's head shaking, tisk tisking chagrin. It became my norm to check his dancing eyes before taking a bite of anything! I loved him beyond words. He was quite a well known character in the town of Milford, Delaware, a former champion lightweight boxer without the coolest of tempers and he caused my mother-in-law quite a few of her grey hairs with his wild ways, but you always knew where you stood with that man and that's one of the best things you can ever say about anyone. He'd wanted me to paint one of the many fields he hunted and trapped around. Retired, hunting, trapping, fishing and growing the most amazing garden were what he loved best in the whole world, and that's why I painted Autumn Snow, a mental remembrance put down on canvas commemorating him and those happy times. Sending love out into the universe to you, Clarence Rice. I hope to see you again one day. Ellen |
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