So we parked the car and got out a stool and a rug and walked to the edge of the lake to draw. There were ducks and swans and coots and ibis. Most of them made tracks when we got close, though they seemed more resigned than afraid. The sky was dark with clouds and the lake took on a violet grey hue. By the time I put violet grey on my drawing it had started to rain. It eased up for a while as we walked back past a group of grazing swans, enough for us to take photos and have a short mostly one way conversation with them. The ground was a minefield of swan and general waterbird poop. Shoes were wiped before driving commenced.
Thanks to some intuitive and optimistic navigation, we found ourselves in Subi and stopped for a cuppa and some drawing-tweaking before heading home.
Brush pen, watercolour and raindrops.