Clouds scudding across the sky, blue patches appearing after yesterdays stormy weather.
That means a lot of leaves in the water. Click on a picture to scroll through the gallery.
Blown into thick floating blankets like the Pacific Garbage patch.
Vince makes his way through the flotsom and jetsom
A little closer, the light catches the leaves.
A reflection on the doors in the water from below.
100 yards of leaves.
The water didn't feel so cool, twelve lengths again.
Something's a foot?
Alfonso was swimming as I left, here he comes.
There he goes.