It was completely overcast when I set up my easel on the edge of the marsh. I found a nice tucked away spot out of the wind. I set up quickly and painted the marsh view with frozen salt pans, snow and ice rimmed channels. It was totally quiet. Darkness comes fast when it’s cloudy. The street lights and houses lit up over on Drakes Island as I put the last strokes on the painting. Three V’s of geese flew directly over head one after the other shortly after. I wonder if they are the same ones I see every day?