Winton Woods has some nice backwaters along the shore of the lake. I found a nice one on the west side of the lake where a stream enters. A couple of Canada Geese were exploring the little cove, and a nice moss-covered tree arched out over the water. There was even a log to sit on as I painted. Comfort is always an important artistic consideration.
I was fascinated by the changing color in the water. It had lost its blue-green winter hue in favor of a springtime muddy brown, but the reflections of sky and trees interacted with shadows as they stretched across the water.
As I painted, fish jumped frequently. It was hard to tell what they were, maybe carp? Maybe bass? A male Mallard Duck flew past, and the sun behind me hit the bird just so as it passed, such that the iridescence took my breath away.