It’s sunset on a hot summer day in Provence.

Tall, slender pine trees are silhouetted against the pink-orange sky that exudes heat.

The past few days, Provence had to deal with a heatwave.

Fortunately, inspiration strikes at any time.

A few nights ago, while trying to sleep, gazing at a star out the window, I enjoyed the scent of pine trees wafting through, carried by the night breeze.

It reminded me of Emily Dickinson’s poem “A Murmur in the Trees – to note –” and inspired this striking landscape painting.