Translation:
"Sawmill with Snow". This is one of several small sawmills on the mesa.
They were active during the 1930-40's, and the evidence of their labor
is the clearings that were clear-cut throughout Glorieta mesa. The
clear cutting has left patterns in distant views that are interesting
to me in a selfish, painterly sense.
While I was working on the original watercolor version of this,
standing in the sunlit snow, a wolf emerged from the arroyo, and
trotted on its way into the trees, with little acknowledgment of me and
my easel. I thought of putting a wolf in the painting, but decided it
would look too contrived. I am left with a flash of memory.
