As you stand by the water’s edge you look across the lake to the other side where the sinking sun’s rays cast the shrubs and trees into a purple haze.
It has been a beautiful day and now the evening draws in. A murmuration of starlings has just swooped over the lake and flown to find refuge in the taller trees in the distance.
There is no wind at all, just peace, but it is getting chilly.
Acrylic on a box canvas.