Soars The Delightful Day

One Sunday I went walking on the countryside in Higher Brayfield near Sheffield. Low jaundiced evening sunlight created long slanting shadows. It was heavenly and driving home I felt compelled to put something down on a board. I had a shower and propped up the board on an easel and blasted this off while recalling the some shades I'd seen that day. I was dry by the time I'd finished.