This swirling image of blue and turquoise glass was inspired by the numerous hurricanes that battered the eastern seaboard in the 1990’s. Its lines reflect the enormous power of wind and waves, but the chosen colours also remind us of the calm and peace that follows the storm.
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This swirling image of blue and turquoise glass was inspired by the numerous hurricanes that battered the eastern seaboard in the 1990’s. Its lines reflect the enormous power of wind and waves, but the chosen colours also remind us of the calm and peace that follows the storm.
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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.
Stand above the world’s injustices and misguided leaders, and shine your light for others to follow. Those who have lost their way will feel the warmth of your presence, and be lead to higher ground above stormy and turbulent waters. Seek out those who uplift and guide you to calm and safe harbours, like the reassurance of the Cove Island beacon.
Dusk descends on all who dwell on this magical island. The fragile birch absorbs the fleeting warmth of sunlit days gone by. The lunar orb is illuminated by reflective light which guide nocturnal creatures to unknown shadows. Relax, reflect, and renew in the calming spirit of the Manitoulin moonlight.
I hear the world differently than you. Visual cues present themselves, and guide me in ways unknown to most. I hear rustling leaves through oscillating shimmer, as they dance to an East wind’s command. The splash of a Northern Pike delights me, as ripples radiate then fade to still waters. A loon’s crimson eyes rise and fall in royal splendour, as its lonely call brushes my soul. Night falls as ashen shadows and azure skies cloak reflective silence. All who bear witness unite in my world. I am not alone in the presence of the night birch.
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