Up early this morning, let the dog out. Just a glimpse of the hills to the west with a bit of mist laying in the hollow reflecting the rose of the rising sun. A peaceful Sunday morning for an hour or two, until the weekend warriors came out with their machines to wrestle vegetation into submission. I prefer the untamed vegetation of the hills and meadows, the quiet of dawn.
Watercolor on Arches 300 gr cold-pressed, 11x12cm (4.25x4.75in)