by Olive Boettcher I’m not a painter. Even so, this week I went to a “paint night” for the ladies at our church. I thought it would be a fun time getting to know some ladies and still be productive. The painting on display was of 3 ladies looking at the distant mountains. When I saw that painting, I seriously doubted I would be able to replicate it so it would look like the teacher’s. She patiently taught each step. The mountains were first and she explained how to make them look like they...

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