It was a Sunday in July, 2016. I was close to finishing my 30-minute run on the Mason trail when I suddenly stumbled over a squirrel trying to make it across the path. Upon falling I had a whole alphabet of curse words running through my mind. After taking a deep breath and calming down a little I noticed I was sitting in a shade of a tall tree which shielded me from the afternoon sun. I imprinted the image in my mind and rushed home to put it on the paper. 

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Size: 11" x 7.5"

Medium: Indian Ink on 120lb cold press watercolor paper. Varnished and ready for framing.