Warehouse, Bradford, VT

On Saturday I enjoyed a day out of my studio and away from the garden. A friend had organized an all day train excursion for a group of painters, and we traveled between the old railroad towns of White River Junction and Bradford, VT. It was one of those old trains that have a few cars, windows that open, and a maximum speed of twenty miles per hour. The company, food on board, and the weather were all lovely. When we arrived, my french easel and I were drawn like a magnet to the homely part of town, and this orange sign, blue litter and rusty chair.