Before the Dozer

Where I live is ripe with construction. Little houses with land become mega developments with McMansions.

That's what happened here. A little rancher with property on Marion Place was removed, but the vegetation remained. These bushes along what had been the driveway seemed to stand as sentinels to what was, as memories of the busy family that once lived there.

On a walk with a friend, I noticed these remaining bushes from the road, the opposite direction. I'd seen them before, but this time they had a pull. A few days later, I went there to paint them in their steadfast charm.

And I was devastated when only days later they were ripped out in a heap. At least they have this tribute.

Pastel on Wallis, 8x11

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