Paint out was an hour's drive, it was raining, I forgot my tube of white, only a small dab on my palette, I lost part of my gear, this view was quite a distance, BUT…just as I decided to paint from my car the rain stopped, this red shouldered hawk came and posed for me on the post, right next to the rr track.  Just when I was ready to sign it--the painting, not the hawk--  the rain began again and the hawk flew away. A very blessing moment. And my artist mentor who tells all of us not to use green said it was a winner. I agree. I call it, "A View from on High."