This is my finished painting, started the previous week. It was lovely to be out there, enjoying the scenery and sunshine, moving paint around on this super-smooth board with my palette knife.

A few people walking along the path stopped to investigate and chat a bit. I used to be fearful of this, but have grown to appreciate it. The comments are always very positive, and the people seem genuinely happy that someone bothers to paint. I felt that maybe people have a sense that there must be something okay with the world if artists can take the time to observe, concentrate on, and record the beauty around them.