It took 15 years of failed attempts and then finally on a January day I walked out of my studio, observed the clouds to the west and knew this was the day.   One of my father’s favorite quips when my bothers or I would do something noteworthy was “good show” followed by an “outstanding”.   Dad passed in 2008.  I wish he could have seen this picture. I think I would have heard my favorite accolade from him.