It's been so wet, finally, that the lid of a water barrel has filled with rain and the inevitable muck.
It's been windy, too, so the water was moving in a slow swirl, and some of the muck was fidgeting.
The group floated away. Did Dutch burghers give as much trouble?
All of the above portraits are free of artifice, but in the one below, I commanded the darkness and the light.