I struggled with this painting in the fall. I wanted to capture the fogginess of the evening, but the colors weren’t working. So I washed it down with alcohol and put it in the drawer for another day. When I was running the other morning, I was thinking about this painting. (It helped that it was a misty, foggy day when I would rather be warm and dry inside.) I took the painting back out and had another go at it. I like the muted colors.