The new moon was on March 22 so this sketch is not officially a new moon sketch, being done the day after. As I rounded a bend on an evening walk to the beach I was riveted by the sliver of a crescent over the Olympic mountains. And the intensity of colors at dusk was so astounding I had to sketch the scene. I was rushing to get home before dark so slap-dashed it, literally in a minute! Then ran!
I did this little sketch of my growing peony tree late afternoon.