In my Mind

Here in the woods of the northeast U.S., people live in a perpetual waiting mode. I lack their yankee talent for waiting and as always, am having difficulty with the winter as it leaches into spring. The woods around me will be barren well into May, six months or more each year. The deer do further damage by leaving a perpetually denuded understory. Frustrated at the lack of verdure, I dream of Oahu, Hanauma Bay, the trail above it. I hold the image of it in my mind, a calm focal point leading me through the despair.

- Nancy Boudreau

This painting is 3 feet by 4 feet, acrylic on canvas.