Went out for another big painting a week or two ago. Seven hours or so set up by a dusty road, eating that dust as it was kicked up by passing cars. That's not unusual. At least there weren't too many passing cars. The weather was absolutely wonderful. Clouds stayed close to the horizon while directly overhead the sky was clear, blue, and wide open. Willow trees showed traces of gold around their edges. Some sandhill cranes landed in a meadow off to my right and spent a few hours there before taking flight again, passing directly above me as they left. All in all, a good day to paint!