This painting was the last in a series of four watercolors.
I had finished it late one afternoon in my studio at the Factory.
Running behind I loaded up and headed home. Unloading at home the watercolor
was not there. I pulled out my phone and called Connie with whom I share a space.
She was in her car about to head home. I asked her to check my parking spot she did
no painting. Then she saw the board laying face down in the middle of Liberty Pike.
The board had tire marks and dents, but the watercolor was fine.