Gleaner's Hum

$220|  13" X 17"  |  Acrylic on Board

The glare off the barley bin caught the frill of his neck as he bathed in the atomic glow. It had to be October in Kansas, the enraged days of dust baked over sweat gone, replaced by white-frost mornings and the hum of Gleaner's harvesting over the hill. July was just torn paper in the burning barrel now. Thoughts turned to the great migration, fields peppered with Snows, Blues, and Canadians. A loan deer visits in the blue of night. To purchase this goat painting email Brad Bunkers.