With the foliage so fresh, young and vibrant green, the morning sun shone even brighter from the resultant reflections off leaf and blade.
I should explain that the sailboat pictured is not some Dali-like phantasm. Rather, this scene is just off our driveway at the cottage where a wooden sculpture resides. As penance for botching the felling of an old, dead maple, I carved the sailboat from the tall stump remaining.
Click here to see a work in progress – my first nocturne from an Up North farm scene.