This sketch was done during an evening cycle one evening last weekend. The mill chase had flooded the road. I drew from the foot bridge. By accident I have captured the ripples of the flowing water in the foreground, perhaps by dragging the side of a crayon over wet ink on textured paper.
This reminded me. Only a few miles from me is Sarehole Mill, known to Tolkien in childhood. The urban area in which I now live was once the rural inspiration for Hobbiton. Perhaps we are the invading orcs of his imagination. I must go to Sarehole Mill to draw one day.