Autumn at the Lake

Heading home from Minnesota, my husband and I passed Lake Pepin again in the early morning. As we drove past my jaw dropped in awe; my sweet husband stopped the car. The lake looked just like a mirror, reflecting the many glowing boats and all the color in the trees. Seems we happened past at the perfect moment, as everything was completely still and quiet.

9x12 on 1/8" museum quality panel

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