It was early morning on the front porch.

Morning transforms to Evening

Each evening I’ve watched the sun go down, registering the color changes in my mind and regretting that I was not on the front porch painting instead of taking care of the other necessities of life.  When a bit too much alizarin stayed on my brush and turned the sky dusky I decided to go with the flow and allow the morning landscape to become whatever it wanted to be.