On summer evenings like this, I find myself drawn into quiet reflection. There's a hush in the air as the rural landscape settles into that in-between space—where day exhales and night begins to gather. I painted this scene to honor that threshold, when the sky softens into a wash of pink and lavender, and the field below, with its warm yellows and greens, seems to breathe in time with the fading light.

As I worked, I was captivated by the subtle way darker shades crept across the land—deepening the contours, suggesting change without disrupting calm. In the distance, I shaped the trees with dense, layered tones to give the horizon its weight, while still allowing the stillness of the sky to speak. This piece is my attempt to hold a fleeting moment of balance—a pause in time when everything slows, and the quiet beauty of nature feels close enough to touch.