In Search of Hope through Gratitude. So I draw …

A Love letter. In my case a love drawing. Having spent many moments in my youth at friends cottages. Inevitably I would try and capture the ‘spirit of place’ – for each place. This drawing here/place was designed to embrace the spring flooding, easy river access, provide breath for the local breezes and shade during the hot summers. A.K.A. a place to lounge, play and eat by water, amongst trees, friends, families. This love drawing spoke to me about 2 ½ hours north of Toronto back in the day. Cheers.

Remembering the Sound of the Breeze through the Pines and I gave thanks for the moment.