The young lemonlope buck gazed down on the herd in the plains below him. He wasn't ripe enough to challenge the dominant fruit yet...not this year...but one day, the herd would be his.
Acrylic on clayboard, 11 x 14. I promised you lemonlopes! The rocks were a lot of fun--scan bleached out some of the subtler whites in the clouds, but could be a lot worse. The original is for sale, and prints are available! E-mail or visit [link]