We sit in silent embrace, as moonlight fills the void left behind. Memories are shared without the spoken word, as understanding flows in the sparkle of starlight on rocky crescents. Campfire hues of crimson, indigo, and gold reflect on pine boughs through the crisp night air. Wisdom perched above us confirms that we are at peace, and all is as it should be in the Algonquin dusk.
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We sit in silent embrace, as moonlight fills the void left behind. Memories are shared without the spoken word, as understanding flows in the sparkle of starlight on rocky crescents. Campfire hues of crimson, indigo, and gold reflect on pine boughs through the crisp night air. Wisdom perched above us confirms that we are at peace, and all is as it should be in the Algonquin dusk.
Another day draws to a close, as violet hues settle on rocky shores like dusk’s final shroud. Reflect on the joys and accomplishments of the day gone by, and give thanks for those yet to come. Breathe in the calm, and release any burdens into the soothing arms of Amethyst breezes.
Listen to the quiet tone of paddles stroking cool, clear, depths, as the swirl of gentle breezes soothe the haunting call of the loon. Ripples on rocky shores glisten, keeping time as they rise and fall in ancient rhythms. Choose to join nature’s symphony, with a genuine respect for all of its instruments, and rejoice in the subtle melodies of the canoe song.
This collector piece is one out of a growing edition that I started creating in 2016. You will notice that the edition number and the artist’s signature is engraved on the back of the canoe, so as more pieces are created in the Canoe Series in the future, the lower edition numbers will translate to an increase in value with the passage of time.
Early snow brings pause to all who ply these waters. The call of geese overhead reminds me of the passing season, and the gentle approach of the next. Memories return to summer morns, and carefree paddles on mist shrouded lakes. Without the return of melting warmth, we are only left awaiting spring.