I was going to Siena today, but I changed my mind in Buonconvento for some reason and ended up taking a short trip out up onto the hills. It was so stunning this afternoon...that tears rolled down my cheek at one point. Ahhh. I just had to stop painting and take it all in. Hills, mist and the sun peeping through a mackerel sky. There is something amazing about everyday being different. I thought for the first time this morning that I may have started to get bored with it all, then another view hits you, and you know why you came here, all over again. 4 paintings today, 2 small ones and 2 larger ones.