Winter Morning at the Bypass

It was cold and damp by my standards. It had rained for several days and a break, was predicted. I went to the the Bypass where lots of birds gather during their migration. The water levels were high. The unpaved road had mud and lots of water filled holes. The sky was bleak with some fog. I painted for nearly two hours before the rain started. I quickly packed up my gear and drove out. There is little satisfaction from blaming the weather forecaster.