When I drove up Mount Greylock yesterday, the sun was shining, but it faded away by the time I reached the top. So, instead of painting a long view, I went to the dark pond on the mountain and painted this 12x16 oil on panel. The only sky appears as a couple spots at the bottom, which I think are important to the composition. This time I was in a place where I could hear hikers, but most of them never saw me. The frogs, however, were aware of my presence.