Trees

The biggest weed in the Catskills (apart from rocks) are trees… you can’t escape them. Get lost in the Catskill hills and you feel you are wandering in the Primordial Forest. Live in a house in the neighborhood and ten to one you will have at least half a dozen old trees surrounding you, whatever the size of the lot. I cut down 19 trees in a quarter acre when I moved up here, and still had nine large old trees standing!
So how could I not paint trees–these silent, ever present, ever protecting companions…