along the way


oil on linen


in a private collection

sold through Edgewater Gallery

I painted a study for this large painting one summer morning.
I set up my easel looking towards Farmer’s Bay with Mt. Philo
and Camel’s Hump in the distance because I had seen this view
many times on my early morning runs through Thompson’s Point.

do you think there is anywhere, in any language,
a word billowing enough
for the pleasure

that fills you,
as the sun
reaches out,
as it warms you

as you stand there,

— Mary Oliver
from “The Sun”