As I meander or race through the Anderson Valley, I always have time for taking a photo or two or ten. This lighting condition requires me to paint from a photo as it is so fleeting, besides staring into the sun isn't all that comfortable. This is that time of day that gives me an ache inside, maybe because I'm a helpless romantic and love how everything is soft, warm and glowing. I love the layers of vineyards, fields and meadows backed by tree studded hills and mountains. Large oaks and redwoods frame many of the scenes and the occasional barn lets you know that people are around and tending to all this beauty.