My two paintings represent no relationship to  a wintery scene on Whidbey Island; but, in a way they do, since this is what I enjoy doing when the weather gets really wet, windy and cold in winter:  Painting the plants from nature that I had collected during the long autumn months after the plants start to dry and turn rich with color.

Now, the weather indicates spring is heading our way, noting the native plants, shrubs and trees are sprouting; new colors are appearing and the grasses are rich in shades of green; the newly arrived birds are exercising their vocal cords through several octaves in their songs, and the newly arrived frog in my small pond can be heard at night.  I am hoping it finds a mate.  Finally, the daylight hours are getting longer along with warmer temperatures.  I will soon be outdoors sketching more scenes on Whidbey.