Solo in the mountains

In the 2nd week of my Italy trip I drove solo, mostly pretty near Arezzo, across mountain passes higher and twistier than I expected in Tuscany.
I thought piling all the gear in a car and stopping wherever I liked would make it easier to paint. It didn't work that way. My most productive times were still early morning or late afternoon, fairly near the 2 "agroturismo" places I stayed. Or I would get inspired after walking a bit, focusing on more slowly changing scenes. 
​The wildflowers in the countryside were astounding but hard to capture, scattered as they were over many acres. In the end, I gathered a great armload, and painted them as a still life.
One wet, chilly morning, I bundled up and painted myself in my room, where a big mirror handsomely reflected the courtyard outside.