With the old Patson Elevator looming large in the distance , and with an ash tree sprouting new leaves against the cloudy sky , Trevor and his family passed by. This is my third painting for today. Just as I was about to wrap up my painting for today, I heard a young boy greeting me behind. It happened that we met two years ago on the main beach of Clear Lake on a hot summer evening when I was painting and he stayed with me watching me finishing the whole painting there. He was quite delighted to see me here in his own town today. and so were I.
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