“Snapshot Saturday”

Brushes dabbed. Paint blended. The artist paused, then gazed at the old farmstead on the hill that overlooked Laughery Creek. A tiny trowel gathered white from a little board. On a warm September evening, Lon Brauer’s trained hand slid the trowel, then pulled it down. The house’s eave glistened. North of the Ohio River in the Old Northwest Territory, in the Year of our Lord, 1810…
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