Crimson Clover

 The other day a friend was telling us about a field near her house in Brookhaven where the owner plants something different each year. This year he planted crimson clover and a big part of the field is just small red flowers. I remember passing it once before and stopping to paint it, but I can't remember what he had planted then. I ended up sitting in my mobile studio at the corner of my friend's block to paint. Between the deer ticks and the deer (never mind the wild peacocks) I figured that would be the safest way to paint.