We finally had a smattering of snow overnight, and it’s been so cold that it has stayed on some of the rooftops despite the lovely winter sun.
I have a lovely, very old, pochade box which was given to me by a friend after her elderly father, who was a well known local artist, sadly died. It is only tiny so I don’t use it often, but it is very special to me. . . I thought it would be ideal to use today and painted a little 5” x 7” oil study of the snowy rooftops with it.
As I type this now the sky has changed and it now has a lovely yellowy hue as the afternoon draws on, I wish I could do another painting looking at it, but there’s always another day.