Now that I try to recall it, this pic was like a hidden part of me, and yet it was something else. It surfaced, slowly, as I strayed adrift on the canvas. First the background with shadows of green , then I started to work with the contrasts, getting a few blurred shapes... at some point my eye was caught by a detail which conveyed the perspective... then everything followed on its own.
You are bang on correct, Goat. That's the reason why fall is my favourite season-- it makes me feel more alive.