The thin layer of altocumulus were packed a bit like dumplings in the gently rising current of the next warm conveyor belt. The deformation zone was a bit disorganized but I believe that the col of the pattern had moved northeast of Singleton. It was the colours of the sunlight and how they played across the waters that caught my eye. I was too tired from chain sawing to get my easel out but I knew what I was going to do the next day.
The rain actually changed quickly to snow as the evapourative cooling dropped the temperatures in the lowest level of the air mass to the wet bulb temperature which was below freezing. It was a good choice to paint in the studio with the wood stove.
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