I did this probably a week or more ago. It was so horrible that I couldn't seem to get myself to paint again until the red truck came up. I was standing on the edge of 11th with cars whizzing by. It was cloudy with a tiny bit of blue when I started, then quickly opened up and I couldn't remember how it was before. At the end I stuck the sailboat right in the middle. What a dope! Well, that's enough whining.
When I finished I walked across the road to see if I could find a view there--no, it was all water, but there was a dried out bull frog on the edge of the road. It was really interesting to see what those guys I'm always hearing look like. He was pretty big, about 10" long.