|11/5/19 Wedgwood neighborhood|
After being sadly surprised by how much lower the light is in the early afternoon, I set my sketching clock back to sync with the sun. Shortly before lunch (instead of after), heading toward the sun, I found this dappled street where the trees’ colors were visible only around the fringes of branches. Although I missed all the color I would have seen if I’d faced the other way, I had more fun capturing the shadows and the tiny sparks of yellow burning through. Any day now, clouds and rain will be back for the long haul; I’m hunting as much light as I can – even from the back.