Some of the houses on my street are located in what was an apple orchard back in the old days. Just about all the really old apple trees are now gone. This is what remains of what was the last one in the back yard. I feel that since they survived so long there is something undignified about hauling away their remains. Plus, they can supply sketching and painting subjects.
I took a number of photographs, and took my sketchpad out for some quick studies.
Since our lovely Spring weather turned, as is typical of New England, the ensuing watercolors were done indoors.