I love the misty atmosphere that envelops the landscape with an approaching rain. Up on a hill like this, I can watch that rain for miles as it moves across the prairie. Every sky is different, and each cloud holds it's own color. The heaviness is part of that local color, as is the reflected light bouncing up from the ground. This sky has layers of clouds - and even a lovely warm blue behind the cloud show. Clouds are challenging, ever changing, and the struggle is to capture their color before they are gone. I think I could paint the sky every day of my life. Painting number 2036 in 2036 days.
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