I moved to Maine in the autumn of 2003 to start my MSc, and was followed a few months later by the future Mrs. Bromley. She rented the 'penthouse' apartment of a ramshackle wooden house on Island Avenue, in the garden of which was this dying sugar maple.
Rydal Water, England
Father took a photograph of this little boathouse on Rydal one frosty morning years back. Think he was driving through the Lake District for work and, as ever, had his camera along for the ride. Years later, yet still years ago, I drew it for no particular reason. But I used to spend many days at Rydal with my friend Danny and his family. Water was always freezing.