Along the river bank near my studio is a valley oak tree that is close to three hundred years old.

I often find myself thinking about the tree's layers of history. What are the secrets it keeps? It's home to a family of cooper hawks each spring. It reminds me of the trees I used to climb as a kid. Long carefree days spent exploring the forest and reading mystery novels. This collection expresses a strong sense of place. One that evokes a gentle beauty and a relaxed nostalgia.

Oak Knoll