I live in a small Mayberry-esque town in Virginia’s Shenandoah Valley at the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains. Many homes, including ours, were built in the early 1800’s, predating the Civil War. There’s a lot of history here. I often wonder, as I’m painting, the conversations the old trees heard within the walls of these old homes. I can imagine children playing in the sun, running through the grass just as today.