A VERY ANGRY FENCE

After a day of typicaly frutrateing mud making at a plien air painting class with Frank LaLumia (this guy rocks) I came home demoralized and beaten up, returning to the bell one last time in my front yard. No knock out, but I at least went down swinging like a well intentioned hobbiest.
The sun was setting and the refleted light off of this house and the ambiant glow from the white-chimmney made an interesting back drop to a very shadowy garden.
My big regret was trying to chase the bright green leaves in the forground bush even after the color/sun dropped and it became an even better composition/window.