A warm evening at the end of April

The landscape was painted en plein air in his native village. The view from the hill is painfully familiar to me. Warm, spring colors, the first greenery on the broom glows in the rays of the sun, the stream glitters. The day is drawing to a close.
I have written this motif more than once, but every time I find new nuances in it, both in terms of painting and philosophy.