As you can assume by the title of this blog, my plein air escapade at a certain point had been found out, not only that, it was making its way through the ranks of staff at Quinns hotsprings. I could tell, and I warned my lovely bride that conversations were being had about us as I looked at the pool staff as they whispered between each other, their body language sending out waves that either had me excited at what I thought would happen next, or the negative result I assumed from the start would come to pass. The quick ending of my painting journey beside the pool.
Thankfully my assumption was correct and a young lady who was incredibly kind introduced herself to us as Quinn’s social media manager. She politely asked if she could grab some pictures of me painting for their Instagram. I was flattered and at the same time elated that my assumption of what was going on had a tinge of truth to it. So yes, I’d been caught, but in the best of ways…
In saying that since writing the first two parts of this story, a while year has passed, and my bride and I are packing our bags yet again to return back to Quinn’s. We are thrilled to return to our favorite place in the mountains yet again, and… I can’t wait to sit by the pool side, my cowboy hat on, and plein air bix open capturing one of my favorite places yet again. Let’s see if I get caught again.