Moonrise Over Crabapple Creek by Layne Johnson


Original Oil on Panel
20 x 16 Unframed

It’s that magic half hour before nightfall. Sometimes called “the gloaming.”

Crabapple Creek is slowly moving, meandering over and through rocks. You can hear the water, and also small birds moving around in the brush.

The last rays of the sun are making the branches of the nearby oak come alive in golden light. When you see the full moon coming up through the dusky haze you notice the frogs and crickets beginning their nightsong, wooing the oncoming darkness.

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