Painting Again...at last.

It feels like an age since I painted.  It isn't, but it feels like it.
Christmas is always busy despite it being a holiday and today was our only free day, so despite being desperate to paint, today is the first real chance I've had.
This is slightly different from my other paintings of trees, in that it is not a woodland scene. This is a couple of silver birches that are in Hawkhills near Easingwold, where I have been running until the foul weather appeared. I was struck (on one of my runs) by the way they stood alone (there had been some felling around them) and the way they were illuminated by the setting sun. It's still in it's early stages and will be getting some lighter areas picked out. It needs to dry first though, which could take a while because I've used a fair amount of oil in it.
Here it is so far..

Time to let it dry for a few days.

I completed this two or three weeks ago, and it has been sat drying ever since. I used a fair amount of oil on it, so it's still not quite dry.
It is what it is..
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