I'll alternate patterns with more realistic views. There are several backwaters along Hamlin Lake where the surface is almost always really placid.
Pen and ink crosshatching? An effective illustration technique whether done by a human hand or the grasses, water and sun.
Speaking of grass- it will grow just about anywhere it can find the tiniest toehold.
And it softens the rotting logs and rises in sunbursts late in the day.
The reeds were singing with runs of melody and counterpoint, ties and slurs.
Driftwood with moss? Or the skull of some ancient horned beastie?
And, as a parting shot... an extremely trite photo. Nevertheless, I caught that gull in just the right position, so I'm sharing it anyway. Winging it's way into the sunset.
In other news: I wrote 717 words today and finished chapter 12. It seems like there should be more words, given how long I spent on it, but there it is. I took a 4-mile road walk. I started reading another book I'm editing. That's about it!
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