October 6, 2008I am dodging sprinkles as I head into Iowa but it looks like it might be temporary if I head south. I've learned not to be very picky about finding a painting site when bad weather is on the horizon. So even though it is somewhat cloudy, I stop and paint an autumn orange colored field on a hillside. It is strange to be due east of Scotts Bluff, Nebraska where I was over a month ago. Like Minnesota, Iowa is very rural and full of great barns, herds of horses and beautiful color.
Even though I lived in Wisconsin for 4 years, I barely ever crossed over the border into Iowa which I attribute to my own ignorance of what it had to offer. It is another place I promise myself I will come back to under better weather and health conditions.
At Prairie du Chien I cross briefly back into Wisconsin to paint my third study of the day before heading south to Davenport and I-80. I make it across the line to Illinois before stopping for the night.
