Backlit flat stratocumulus drifting in with the northwesterly winds could only mean one thing. A ridge of high pressure was building in with a more stable and drier air mass. The skies would clear with sunset. Cooler temperatures and a possible spring frost would be a quality forecast. The trees along the distant shoreline were in shadow. A jet on its way to Europe started to write a contrail in the sky. At times the wind really gusted so that I had to hold the easel in place.