Henry

Henry… our maple tree in front of our house. My children believed he was the offspring of the old mammoth tree at the Indian Creek Nature Center. Henry had a personality. He loved water and even went so far to put his roots up into my barrel flower pots, into our water pipes, and basically everywhere. Under his branches was a cool respite from the heat and we often sought solace there. Early one morning as sunlight hit his trunk, I caught a glimpse of the spirit of Henry, the living tree. I just had to capture his essence in watercolor. Artwork 2000