As I was cleaning my bathroom, “What are you doing scrubbing your toilet??? The snow is melting!!! You should be painting.” Then the house wife replies…”but the house is a mess, the kids need to be taken care of, and you already got to paint today.” Just like that I was gone, no one listens to a nagging wife anyway. There was just a bit of light left; the sun was sinking fast. I ran out the front door like a shot from a cannon, gathered my gear and set off into the woods to find something….I wasn’t sure yet…but it better happen FAST. And there it was, the tracks of the tractor; simple and perfect…shadows, highlights, up-rights, texture, contrast. My desire fulfilled.