An overcast afternoon couldn't dull the vitality of the new growth springing from the woods near my home. I bundled up against the 40 degree F air, sat outside on the stoop, and sketched our neighbor's wooded hill.
The dusty yellow olive, bright spring green, and rusty vermilion foliage painted the hilltop canopy, and I rushed to express what I saw in my nature journal.
The midtone brown of the journal paper let the lighter values -- like the white flowering dogwood blossoms and the brighter parts of the sky -- stand out.
A pleasant hour passed as I delved into the colors in my box, and now I feel the peaceful reverie afterwards.
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