The Field Knew the Weather Was Coming / 30×48” / acrylic on canvas

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The story opens in a wide, familiar place that has learned how to read the sky. The field stretches forward in deep, settled greens, untroubled by what lies ahead. A small stand of trees gathers quietly along the horizon, as if sharing a private understanding about what the clouds are preparing to say.

Above them, the sky thickens in pale layers—soft, heavy, and undecided. Light moves through it cautiously, not disappearing, just dimming enough to suggest change. Somewhere beyond the trees, a faint line of water catches the last clear reflection before the air shifts.

The Field Knew the Weather Was Coming is a story about anticipation without fear. It reflects the calm that comes from familiarity—the knowledge that change is part of the rhythm, and that standing still can be its own kind of readiness.

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