We like to imagine Andrew Wyeth smiling knowingly at the basic, almost austere, beauty of Back Road on a winter day when everything is eye-wincingly sharp and there’s a bite to the air.
(Brooklin, Maine)
We like to imagine Andrew Wyeth smiling knowingly at the basic, almost austere, beauty of Back Road on a winter day when everything is eye-wincingly sharp and there’s a bite to the air.
(Brooklin, Maine)