The sky was overcast this morning. I thought to myself that it didn't look like a good day to paint landscape bathed in orange dusk. Therefore, I decided to paint the woods this morning. When I was driving, it even began to sprinkle. The good thing was it stopped by the time I got to the intersection of Monroe Ave. and Leeland Hgts Blvd. Nobody was around except an old man walking his dog. It was a spot I picked yesterday when I was biking. There was a blue shack hidden in the woods. Obviously it was a road which, most probably, came into being because it had been frequently trampled over by trucks, dirt bikes, and other vehicles. The sky was gray. The sun came out of clouds occasionally to shed light through the cracks between trees for a few seconds. Actually there are so many dirt roads like that in this area that people don't really pay attention to them till someday something happens deep in the woods and the media reporters come. Then someone may say, "O, yeah, it is not far from my house."