Some of us are like homing pigeons. I am. That means I return to my handful of spots regularly, without question. In May, the water in this area is covered with a thin layer of pollen. You might think-ick... but no. The good thing about it is pollen, like any other particle, it reflects color. (think fog, dust, smog, smoke) So I sneeze and paint. It's a beautiful time.
Happy Mother's Day!