I’m a little obsessed with cedar trees. It seems to be a combination of many things; their height, sweeping limbs, colourful tones, and textured trunk. However, the biggest reason for my obsession is that they hold precious memories from my early adult life on Vancouver Island – those first few years away from home that brought so much change and growth. Groan… That sounds really sappy doesn’t it? I’m rolling my eyes at myself. Hmmm… maybe it’s best if I just let my pics and paintings do the talking – enjoy!