White Birch
Linda's voice:
Late afternoon sunlight, low in the sky, casts lifelike shadows on the
papery bark of the white birches, emphasizing their quiet strength. As
children, we loved this tree. We used its bark to write letters to each
other and fashioned miniature canoes that we floated on small winding
streams, in which our imagination transported us on exciting adventures.
Today, if I allow my imagination to play again, I can still touch the
child within me.
Private Collection
Oil on
Canvas
36" x 20"