Hedgerow

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In the shade of the hedgerows in a lower field where the grass was wet I came upon a coyote. A handsome beast with dark tipped fur, healthy, assured, and in no rush. It rose up from where it had been lying, curious to get a good look at me. The unfamiliar sound of the wooden paintbox thumping against my shoulder as I carried it, must have caught it's attention. It was a very hot day, the air humid and still.
- Nancy Boudreau

5 3/4" x 5 1/4" acrylic painting on matte board
signed, dated and comments on the back