After quite a respite from plein air painting I finally had a bit of time to get outdoors to paint a few days ago and this is the result. The scene is a small pond at the head of Wellington Park, here at Manitou Beach. It was a lovely morning, quiet except for the sound of geese, pelicans and other birds on the move. What is silence anyways? It has been said that if a human can get out into the outdoors on a regular basis, and I mean somewhere away from man made noise, their auditory sense expands exponentially. The silence of nature is quite noisy, but an enjoyable noise that has many different levels to it. Consider how a prehistoric man would react to life in a big city, I am thinking he would go mad. Unfortunately there are very few places left in the world that could be classified as truly silent.