Wow, I can't believe that it is the first of May. I managed to post every day in April. This is a painting of a dead tree on the edge of a marsh. The marsh in on Assateague Island in Virginia. The sea shifts the sand and salt water moves in where it hasn't been before. This means that the vegetation that only survives near fresh water is killed by the change in the water's salinity. A whole row of trees, or bushes, died because of this. This is one of those trees. It is spring in the painting. The young marsh grasses are starting to come up and flower. Everything is turning spring colors.
Thursday, May 1, 2008
Edge of the Marsh
Wow, I can't believe that it is the first of May. I managed to post every day in April. This is a painting of a dead tree on the edge of a marsh. The marsh in on Assateague Island in Virginia. The sea shifts the sand and salt water moves in where it hasn't been before. This means that the vegetation that only survives near fresh water is killed by the change in the water's salinity. A whole row of trees, or bushes, died because of this. This is one of those trees. It is spring in the painting. The young marsh grasses are starting to come up and flower. Everything is turning spring colors.
