The tree

The temperature was a lot more pleasant today. I spent the afternoon with drawing. It is busy on the crossroad. Not only people passing or stopping for a moment to regain breath after the steep climb, also nosey people who were looking at my doodles. I don't blame them because that's exactly what I do when I meet someone who is sketching. I lack the confidence myself, but after the first curious glance it was easier to show the sketchbook.
In the evening I painted the tree, leaving the passers out. No distraction from the tree.