Cooling air breathes life into all who rest by her shores. Waves ripples and crest in a primordial rhythm that sculpts red sands into serpentine sketches. Hermit crabs scuttle and play as they seek sustenance in tidal pools that warm under the afternoon sun. A trio of Spruce frame a far shore brushed with reds and greens, as flecks of white and wheat confirm the presence of others. My spirit is refreshed and enlightened by ocean breezes.
Back to the Artwork pageCooling air breathes life into all who rest by her shores. Waves ripples and crest in a primordial rhythm that sculpts red sands into serpentine sketches. Hermit crabs scuttle and play as they seek sustenance in tidal pools that warm under the afternoon sun. A trio of Spruce frame a far shore brushed with reds and greens, as flecks of white and wheat confirm the presence of others. My spirit is refreshed and enlightened by ocean breezes.
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Birch, Red Maple, and Pine stand on the shore of an Autumn lake, as a symbol of perseverance and diversity. Entwined roots help them stand together in solidarity from the menace of the approaching Winter winds. Reflect on this country’s historic diversity. Rejoice in our differences, and continue to protect our Canadian trilogy.
Look below the surface and discover a world unknown to those who pass by in haste. Skimming over life’s tapestry rewards few, but searching and opening oneself to self-discovery and endless possibilities enrich the souls of those who dare to challenge expected norms. Seek what moves below still waters, and discover the networks and catacombs that past generations have entrusted to us. Protect the creatures who inhabit these dark and mysterious pools from those who see them only as wastelands to be drained for profit. Truly open your senses to the secrets of the wetlands.
Shrill voices break the silence in haunting rhythms, through misty shrouds. Messengers struggle to be heard as they warn of threatened waters from skies overhead. Spread your wings, rise up, and heed the call.
The sky is painted with crimson brush strokes, as the winds of haste fade to calm. Take pause from tasks that hinder your soul, and reflect on your growth and achievements. Know you have made a difference in the world in quiet and subtle ways. In ways that are hidden in the warm mist far from turmoil of the surface waves. Be still and absorb the rejuvenating spirit of sunset breezes.
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