Another memory. Some years ago we travelled up to Lake Superior Provincial Park in late October, or maybe it was early November. I do recall that we encountered snow in Saulte St Marie, and had to slip slide our way into the park, and up to Wawa where we stayed for a few days. One morning we headed into the park to sketch stopping off at Old Woman Bay. It was really quite cold, and there were a few flurries in the air. But, we'd come for me to do some sketching so I found a place on the shore and sat down in the sand, and sketched. Later, a couple of years later, a cold morning back home reminded me of that cold morning in Lake Superior Provincial Park, and I wrote....
NOVEMBER 3, 2018
Early this morning,
early that is for me,
I went outside and stood,
enjoying the freshness of a November morning.
The air was cold, and was tinged
with the smell of wood smoke.
Signs that warned that winter would soon,
too soon for me,
make its unwanted appearance.
My mind wandered for the moment,
back to a similar morning years ago,
spent sketching at Old Woman Bay,
up Lake Superior way.
It was cold that morning as well. In fact
it had snowed,
not much,
just a few flurries. The wind
coming off of the lake
was bitter cold. Still,
I had no choice,
I had come to sketch, and
sketch I must. So,
I pulled out my sketchbook, and
sitting at the side of Old Woman River,
with the waves roaring onto Superior’s shore,
I made a sketch.
Sketch made,
fingers frozen,
I stumbled to my feet,
brushed the sand from my jeans, and
sought shelter.
A memory well spent,
I went inside, found my sketchbook,
and once again
found my way home.
Old Woman Bay 2015 Pencil Sketch |
Old Woman Bay Pencil Field Sketch 2015 |
Old Woman Bay Watercolour Field Sketch 2015 |
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