A crispness returns to afternoon breezes, as leaves twist and tumble in search of their final destination. Pallets of green and yellow brilliance remain as a backdrop to summer’s last calling. Fleeting light reflects off pillars of white, that hints at the season yet to come. Cool winds menace, but can not dethrone the majesty of the autumn birch.
Back to the Artwork pageA crispness returns to afternoon breezes, as leaves twist and tumble in search of their final destination. Pallets of green and yellow brilliance remain as a backdrop to summer’s last calling. Fleeting light reflects off pillars of white, that hints at the season yet to come. Cool winds menace, but can not dethrone the majesty of the autumn birch.
Your clear waters calm my soul with every stroke of my paddle. My red canoe is drawn to islands where solitude and reflection have sustained me through formative years. A father’s love of nature flows through my veins like warm Summer breezes, and lessons learned are appreciated with every sunset’s glow. You are the catalyst that reunites long lost friends. You are Lac-du-Cerf.
As the Atlantic surf meets the Newfoundland shore, as the Muskoka pines meet on Fiddlehead Mountain, as the sun begins to set, wherever we are, we know it must be An Hour By Sun.
Darkness descends on all who dwell here. Silhouettes emerge from granite pedestals set on fluid plains, but one stands out as a visitor to this primal land. Light ignites in feathery plumage dividing a placid sky. Ribbons curl on Eastern breezes, scattering celestial diamonds for all to see. Protect this place. Embrace its warmth and special gifts. Let its soul burn within you like Algonquin embers.
When life’s pathways take you into unexplained and troubled waters, search out diamonds and sunset glimmer. Follow the windswept ripples that lead to calm and reflective spaces. As day draws to a close, you will know you have chosen wisely through the passage.