Stormy weather, and thoughts

"Sunset Storm on the Santa Fe Trail," 5 x 10 no-brush watercolor, 140 lb cold press paper

Stormy weather. Globally, an unsettled metaphor for this pandemic pandemonium.

Here in Oklahoma, we're also barraged with daily storm warnings, unsettled weather, adding to unsettled, and for some people,  obvious stormy thoughts.

As a child of the Southwest and Great Plains though, I love watching the ever-changing skies, and think often of the travelers on the Old Santa Fe Trail, crossing endless prairies, headed toward purplish blue mountains and the end of the trail at the plaza in El Villa Real de la Santa Fe de San Francisco de Asis. 

They weathered Indian attacks, drought and most often perhaps, storms from the vast skies and unpredictable weather.

Thus today's little "no-brush" watercolor, near the end of the trail, with the Sangre de Cristo mountains on the horizon, at the end of another day, with a sunset storm coming in over the prairies.