21" x 36"
Wind-blown seeds found homes in the marshland. Here crabs gathered in May to shed their shells. Here geese flocked on frosty mornings, kids spying on them from shacks hidden in the reeds. All is changed now, all faded away. The Black Walnut Point* on the Chesapeake Bay has become a bed and breakfast inn.
marshland--stakes rotten, but a havenfor flower without name
* The artist’s country house from 1965 to 1976.