Fennerty Lake, Nova Scotia

Yesterday, in the pouring rain we traced an old path following the brook that leads into Fennerty Lake. I have painted along there many times and it didn't seem to matter what the weather was or the season of the year. There was always something to interest me. we walked down the old path from the end of the road and picked a path down to the brook. Changes are everywhere including my painting. Perhaps it is the sound of running water that draws me back.