It’s hard to believe I have only nine days left out here on the prairie. I’ve been enjoying some quiet time alone, observing the daily changes as spring brings new life to this landscape.
Tonight I have more images than words to share, so I’ll tell my stories through my most recent artwork. Click on the images to see a larger version.
The moon caught my eye early this morning
This is the view across Box Elder Creek and the view from my campsite. I rolled out of the tent to paint this sunrise. Imagine the songs of meadowlarks, a perfect cup of coffee, and a herd of 30 bison grazing across the valley! I wish I had painted the bison in before they were gone.
this gnarly sage brush had a lot of character.
cloud shadows racing across the Charles M. Russell Wildlife Refuge at sunrise
At sunset, on my camping trip, just embracing the chaos of all that grass and sage brush.
IMG_3104 The Gumbo Evening Primrose. The blossoms only last one day and they turn pink and die after they’ve been pollinated.
sage brush
bison on the move
At sunset, looking the other way. I love the simple contrast of complimentary colors.
Meadowlark
gumbo primrose
yucca seed pods
this meadowlark died when he flew into my window. It was sad but he’ll live on in these paintings.
These birds have the most joyful song, it’s been the constant background music to my painting sessions.
paintign in my campsite
room with a view
work in progress
EMILIE LEE 
Em, I’ve never been able to put into words the depth of what I feel when I look at the endless space and beauty of the west and you’ve said it all so beautifully in your paintings.
Georgous work! So inspiring and makes me just want to get out there and do it! Thank you for sharing the beauty you see.
How truly thrilling it is when one takes a wild step into the unknown and finds it was an excellent move. Congratulations brave lady!
We are all very proud of you.