This morning when I arrived at my chosen spot - this time on the beach at Old Grimsby - it was a calm, still, clear day.
Once again, the day threatened rain. Not in a grey, glowering way - but in a white, pale, soft, enveloping sense.
I worked very hard on my first canvas - second from the bottom above - and finished it before the drops began to fall.
Instead of packing up, as I'd planned - I felt inspired by the possibility of trying to complete a small canvas in the rain.
The bottom painting, above, is the result.
I'm really pleased with it, and it pairs beautifully with the first. The differences are subtle, but apparent, and the experience was very rewarding.
Painting in the rain is definitely a struggle, but can be worthwhile if you're prepared to be disciplined and persevere.
Paintings from my trip so far can be seen here.