The palette
This is one of the few prints in the series where green genuinely matters. Elsewhere a wooded mass dissolves into the background and water is the only true mass; here the ravines are in the data, wide and continuous, and they make a figure on their own. Give them a frank value, clearly apart from the water, and take the lake deep enough that the arc of the islands stands out pale in front of it. Everything else can stay very quiet: the weave is vast and even, and any colour given to it would eat the only two shapes on the sheet.