Walking along the recently flooded west River Trail late this afternoon I am most interested in the shapes, shadows, and light as they shift and reconfigure constantly. There seem to me to be three colors-- ochre for the dead grasses, Payne's grey for medium shadows, and blackish green for the deep shadows and looming clouds
I sketch the four squashed-together scenes while walking past and through them; the two on the bottom require a pause along the trail. It is very dramatic with the light, the sky, the shadows, and the rain-swollen river racing past. A new trail has been deposited on top of the old one in places: whole deposits of brown leaves have been washed away and in their place is now river sand. The trail-side vegetation (grass and wild onions mostly) is bent almost flat in places and looks like hair with comb tracks.