As she glanced up from the ditch to scan the nearby pasture with a shrewd eye, Miss Chumleigh mentally tallied at least ten people who'd have wanted to do the old man in. Of course, in her experience, detective work was rarely blessed with a paucity of suspects.
"Natural" bases have always been difficult for me. I can never seem to muster enough disorder and variety to make them look convincing. Here I'm convinced my river is too smooth, my leaf litter just a little too carefully placed, and my grass looks like somebody's unmowed lawn (or just like static grass). But overall, I'm pleased with the result.