After an overnight in Woodstock, NY, I drove over to Phoenicia where I discovered this delightful little scene. But it called for a little editing. The mountain was not as steep, and there was a gazebo to my right that I decided not to use as a frame. The church was not white, but I thought it would read better as a simple shape if I didn't use a color that would closely resemble the background colors. Values were crucial. Colors helped identify the season.
Being willing to take two hours out of a driving tour is not always easy for me, but once I did, I found it relaxing. Constantly looking down the road for a better painting opportunity happens easily, but it is often the case that "way leads onto way", and it generally doesn't result in finding a better scene.
More from the road tomorrow.
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