Funset

I had some time after looking after all of my commitments and decided that I had better paint.

It was a rare day. Singleton Lake was like glass and very inviting. I had paddled for a while earlier in the afternoon. The sunset colours where changing by the minute and it was even tougher when the sun dazzled my eyes when I tired to match the brilliance on the canvas. Cirrus was appearing on the western horizon as a harbinger of the approaching cold front which would snap us out of this summer-time illusion.