The Marsh In Autumn

This is a piece from "my snapshot memories" that I started in 2000's. While illness at home and viruses everywhere I would constantly be looking for a place to rest mymind, to feel at peace. I would photograph places of solitude and lookat photos of where I had been. I wished mymind there, as I created these memories in watercolors. The Marsh in Autumn: Scarborough, Maine, Dunstan Landing Road. The marsh has a coldness about it, a quite place to refect. To get lost in viewing not thing. Theres a stillness in the air, as fog lifts to the sky. Unveiling the warm colors of autumn and another summer past. Soon cold winds will blow covering all with white and me with goosebumps at the thought.