25 April, 2015. I was supposed to meet up with the USk/Midwest group for the monthly sketch but rain and thunderstorms kept most folks indoors. Between cloudbursts, I wandered the neighborhood, stopping just this one time as I crested a hill to quickly scribble down the most important shapes. I walked away with black lines and a memory of the lush, fresh, newness of green. Color, added later, simply doesn’t do the scene much justice. (Lamy Safari medium nib in Moleskin watercolor sketchbook; watercolor added afterwards.) Liberty, Missouri.