Warmth caresses my soul through speckled shadows upon crystal waters. Silence reaches out to me as a gift from one who knows. Pine fresh visions guide me in directions yet to be discovered, as clouds of wispy textures float overhead. These are the pleasures of kayak summers.
Back to the Artwork pageWarmth caresses my soul through speckled shadows upon crystal waters. Silence reaches out to me as a gift from one who knows. Pine fresh visions guide me in directions yet to be discovered, as clouds of wispy textures float overhead. These are the pleasures of kayak summers.
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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.
I sit at the edge of day. It is the beginning of night. The sun exchanges places with the moon, and there is great stillness in the air. The night is full of magic, but all that is heard is the echo of the loon’s call. Blue Mystique envelopes those who will listen to the silence. The silence that is you.
Give thanks to those who direct you towards the light. Their strength and wisdom shape you in ways unknown to you now, but will come clear as you face the leeward wind.
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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