Three barefoot children are caught in mid-air as they jump from the end of an old wooden dock. One sandal is left behind on the planks. Below them, rings of ripples spread across the lake and the water holds their broken reflections.

The muted palette of soft grays, creams and olive browns, and the hazy tree line beyond the water, give the scene a quiet, remembered feeling. Loose, buttery brushwork shapes the sky and water, and a few lily pads and reeds gather in the foreground.