There is nothing so sweet as spending a summer's day painting outside. Though the wind pushes at your easel like a sail and you inevitably forgot to pack a certain brush, it's still a privledge to spend the day running the view through the sieve of your brain. You have the privledge of describing your emotional reaction to the scene with paints on canvas. I was struck by the dark lake waters against the bright, light-reflecting lily pads and marsh grasses. "Lily Pads", 11x14" Oil on board.