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OPEN EDITION PRINT

The old dirt road to Grandma and Grandpa’s house was a religious experience, peaceful and serene.  As we got nearer the old hand built log cabin, excitement grew as our Aunts and Uncles and cousins were there too.  “Let the fun begin!” From Austin, Texas to Flippin, Arkansas took about a day and a half of driving the mountain roads. I could tell when we were out of Texas, as the roads in Arkansas were rough and the air was filled with the fragrance of pine (trees). I knew when we were near the old dirt road when we rounded the last mountain and drove down a very steep incline. Scary!

Contact for other sizes. This painting was inspired by the dirt road from the highway to my grandparents farm house in Flippin, Arkansas, a place we went to every year. Eleven hours drive from home in Austin, Texas, with expectations of picking apples, making blackberry cobbler and handmade yeast rolls, churning butter and hand cranked ice cream, milking cows, gathering vegetables from the garden and eggs from the hen house, made the trip exciting. When we arrived, there stood Grandpa and Grandma, on the porch, welcoming us to their log cabin home.