The Pond (Mud Hole)

I've never been a landscape guy. I don't know why. I love landscapes, but I haven't drawn or painted many. I've always found them difficult. Drawing people in man-made environments is much easier for me. When I'm faced with the task of drawing hills and trees and mountains, I feel a little lost. I don't have confidence in my ability to capture the sense of scale and the depth of an organic scene.

Mud hole on the way back from my hike.
I went for a long hike last week, just me and my camera. It's been about 10 years since I've gone on a walk that took more than 20 minutes. But I left the house and sauntered up and down the local hillsides for about 5 hours. It was hard going. I'm two days past that excursion and I'm still grunting and gasping in pain when I get out of my chair. I dread the trips I must make on the stairs.

Today, I had hopes of getting up and going for a walk. You know, press the advantage, get back into shape, get back into the habit, etc. Um, nope. Still way too sore. I thought maybe it would be for the best if I took up some easier hobby.  Like landscape painting.

Yeah. Much easier.