All of my senses were engaged when sketching this wildflower growing next to the West Fork of Rock Creek near the Beartooth Wilderness in MT. Sounds of the water rushing over rocks, the bees and hover flies vying for the best feeding spots, the breeze in the pine trees. The smells of the wilderness, fresh water, and wildflowers. The feel of the sun on my face and shoulders while I draw. The impossible green of the grasses and leaves, the bright splashes of magenta, yellow, and orange of the flowers, the cerulean blue sky that intermittently turns a Payne’s gray threatening to rain, but then the warm beams of the sun break through. What a glorious time field sketching!