There is nothing like November in New York. I painted this yesterday: it is the view out my back window. It was raining all day, windy and damp. Each rain drop brought down two or three rust or ochre colored leaves with it, hastening Winter’s arrival. There is something so melancholy and also so beautiful about this time of year. The grey overcast mood and subtle colors are lovely, especially when seen through the streaks of rain attaching themselves to my window. Even though I am sad that Spring is so many months away, I still appreciate the beauty of the end of Fall. Sigh… By the way: I also posted this painting on a new blog that I am participating in called Urban Sketchers. It consists of drawings and writings from artists around the world. It’s really wonderful – check it out if you are interested. My fellow Studio 1482 members Margaret Hurst and Greg Betza are participating in the blog as well.