The mountain, unnamed, is reminiscent of the conical shape of Mt. Saint Helens, before the eruption. A nod to the classic barns of the Northwest, many, like this one, appearing to slowly sink into the ground. Hand-cut shakes, of course. Sometimes the figures were not included, but I prefer this version. Some say the trademark hand-brushed red jacket is like a signature on Bennetts artwork. It draws the eye and leads it into the scene.
