Весенняя благодать на озере. Painting

Passing between two tall pines, I found myself on the shore of the lake, which stretched out in front of me as a canvas, shining with bright colors. In it, as in the purest mirror, the picturesque shores were reflected and the sun, which was at its zenith, threw cheerful glare on the trees standing along the banks. The smooth surface of the water took on the colors that everyone around him obligingly presented to her: here there was rich green of coastal grasses, and ocher-red tones of pine trunks, and yellow gold of water lilies, it reflected the foliage of all imaginable and inconceivable colors, the whiteness of floating clouds, but above everything this was dominated by the heavenly azure of that unique shade that can only be found above the forest. All this iridescent riot of colors made the forest lake worthy of the artist's brush.