Slim white trunks stand like quiet guards in pale winter light. Bare branches form delicate lace against the sky, their dark shapes accenting the birch’s tall grace. We had few birches where I lived as a child, so each one was special and we would walk out to visit them from time to time.
22×28 acrylic on canvas
Slim white trunks stand like quiet guards in pale winter light. Bare branches form delicate lace against the sky, their dark shapes accenting the birch’s tall grace. We had few birches where I lived as a child, so each one was special and we would walk out to visit them from time to time.
22×28 acrylic on canvas