Breaking waves caress the inhabitants of distant shores in hypnotic rhythms. Pebbles glisten and turn, becoming one with the smooth and rippled sand beneath them. A lone Pine clings to all that supports it, and life continues on Huron’s shores.
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Breaking waves caress the inhabitants of distant shores in hypnotic rhythms. Pebbles glisten and turn, becoming one with the smooth and rippled sand beneath them. A lone Pine clings to all that supports it, and life continues on Huron’s shores.
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Warm light signals the end to another glorious day. Fresh Summer air on gentle breezes guide me seamlessly through crystal clear waters. We celebrate this gift, and anticipate the fleeting glory of sunset silhouette.
Birch, White Pine root, and Spruce resin, all born of Mother Earth, are shaped by the skill of Indigenous hands. Moving through fluid pathways with grace and resilience as honoured ancestors of the Kenu. Cedar strip, canvas covered, aluminum, fibreglass, and Kevlar, pay homage to those who plied these waters for millenniums. Respect was given to all who shared this land. This message must never be ignored, as we honour our origins.
When the loons no longer call
When the wolves have no need to howl
When the whispering pines are quieted
We feel the silent voices of Algonquin Spirits
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.
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