My evening ritual was to walk up to the Monhegan lighthouse and catch the sunset. I needed a ritual and I needed the exercise! I understand the pleasure in wanting to paint the sky and land...the light is constantly changing and there is a natural compulsion to capture it somehow before it disapears. I was not immune to this, but I would try to "remember" the scene and then try and "see it" again as a print. I think even when you are painting plein air you must enact a version of this as no moment ever looks like the next. But of course I had to add the tires...bold and bouncy just like the clouds!