It's been very chilly here in San Francisco. I love it when it feels really wintry right around Christmas. There's no snow here, but when it's cold like this, I always think of this painting. It's actually a print that used to live in my bedroom, right beside my bed where I would see it every morning when I woke up. Over the years I've probably spent hours staring at it thinking about the little town and those people walking to church. It looks so peaceful. The picture is at my mom's house now, and I look at it a lot when I'm there too. Unfortunately, I don't know who painted it because I can't read the person's signature.
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I love this painting too, I have seen it before and like you I always wonder about the people in these kind of scenes. Sometimes a painting will have something new in it every time you look at it, like you are seeing it for the first time. I wish I knew who painted it, and I wish I had a copy.
Cindy
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