My dad was an artist.  He loved oil, acrylic and watercolor painting and spent many hours creating art that now hangs in my home.  We used to take day trips on weekends and when he saw something that he might like to paint, I would photograph the scene and he would use the image as a basis for creating his art, always adding special touches to make it his own.  When I saw this woman painting the dogwood trees on location at the park, it reminded me of my dad.  He would have loved this spot and in my mind he was there with his easel and paints, creatively capturing the colors of Spring on his canvas.