A farmer friend has an old Lister engine which used to run his shearing machine  Apparently he had to keep it lubricated with molasses to stop the belts from slipping! No longer needed for the shearing , nowadays he enjoys just starting it up for the hell of it - his Huntaway dogs hate it , but they can't resist sticking around and waiting for the racket, then they all join 
in , leaping and barking in the clouds of smoke that belch out. I captured the dogs just before the engine started, tensed up and ready for the show...

One of the things that I enjoy most about living next to mountains is the way the clouds sometimes lift  to reveal tantalising glimpse of  peak. I guess it's equivalent to Victorian men enjoying the odd flash of female ankle ! Often in the winter when the clouds are low there will be a sudden break in  the clouds and a ridgeline reveals itself, seconds later it's gone again. It's hard to tell where and when it's going to happen, but always thrilling when it does. After painting a series of more intricate works I enjoyed this semi abstract painting- I hope that you do as well.