On Sunday Truman and I went to the Fill again, where we admired Mallard ducklings:
As well as this male Cinnamon Teal:
Then we dashed home, packed a picnic lunch, and headed off to Golden Gardens Park to hang out on the beach.
I had Truman's stroller because I knew he would refuse to go for more than one walk in a day, and also it is very handy for toting art supplies around. We found a perfectly situated bench right near the end of the path leading to the beach:
I had lunch, sketching supplies, a dog, a view of Puget Sound from a sandy beach, and plenty of sunshine. It doesn't get much better. Plus boats! One in particular had fabulous sails:
Truman kept trying to climb onto my lap as I sketched, but I managed to do a quick pen and watercolor of our view despite his best efforts.
Notice how I somehow neglected to include the people who were walking up and down the shore. It's just easier that way. And there weren't that many of them anyway.
I think Truman approved of the outing, all in all.