Thursday, January 30, 2025

Eastern Red Cedar


 

It is so very peaceful to sketch among these beautiful cedars!  My grandparents used to cut a small one from the woods each year for Christmas, and I remember the smell and prickly edges of the branches.  I love them.  When we first bought this place from my Grandma, there were no cedars in the main pastures.  Even though we have two mature ones by the house, and they were hard to come by even on the woods.  Once every few years i would find a tiny one, and move it to the front, in a hedge row or protected area.  Over the years they began to spread on their own, and now we have some beauties that dot the landscape and naturalize the views.  I still move baby cedars to the fence rows, and perhaps I'll be painting them one day, too.  Painting number 5084 in 5084 days. 

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