Last Sunday I had to drop off a painting at the Phoenix Gallery in Bellport and while I was in the town I rode around looking for something to paint. It was warm and the streets were wet and slushy with a bit of the snow finally melting...oh, don't worry...there is plenty left. I rode down by the water but nothing caught my eye but as I was headed out of town the trees going down Livingston Road caught my attention. The trunks on these trees have a really mottled bark that I love with a sort of pattern and different colors of tan, brown, and green. My friend, Laurie, told me later in the week that these are called plane trees and when I googled them I found out that they are among the tallest trees in North America, also called sycamore trees. I like the ones on Livingston Road as they stretch across the street. It the summer it is so shady there.