August Painting

The picture shows the month of August in my native land. This picture was painted in the open air, not far from the village in which I grew up. He was remembered by the scent of the grass, not yet withered, the golden rays of the sun, which played with the leaves, painting the extreme trees with yellow colors and leaving those deep green in the depths, creating a kind of gradient. In the distance you can see the edge of the village. Now these are memories of home, of August, of fragrances and colors. The painting is painted in oil on canvas on cardboard.