Back to work with a messed up wrist . . . wasn’t bad. After work, the sun was still out. In our yard, we have a beautiful vase-shaped crepe myrtle tree. It is sending out the first leaves of the season. I sketched this at sunset, trying to catch the complex interweaving of the branches and the delicate greens of the baby leaves at the tips of the smallest branches.
Ink, Yarn & Beer 
Lovely sketch.
I feel like I can see the low sunshine. Your mention of “baby leaves” also makes me wonder – some would’ve seen their first sunset!
Thanks, Yul. I love the comment about “first sunset” – what a fun thought