This may well have been the last glorious cloud-filled sunrise of the summer for me – and too bad, too, because I finally found a proper place to view them. We have a nice duck pond 15 minutes walking from my house – it’s a big enough break in the trees to afford a good view of the sky, so I’ve been heading that way every morning to see what I can see. Of course, since the day I painted this, there’s been nary a cloud in the sky – save some whisps here and there that never seems to stay in one place. But, who knows, now that the sky holds no sway over my canvas, I might take to painting ducks. I just need to woo them, first.