Fields across the island, a memory quilt of promise.
Today’s post is the finished version of “An Ocean Park”. I am so fortunate that I get to live near this ocean park, and enjoy the movement of sky against the solid Atlantic horizon.
My apologies to Giuseppe Arcimboldo.
The magnetic pull of the shoreline leads hand to brush and paint.
It rests upon the hillside and across the verdant fields, rising above the northern waters it is the “Island Sky”.
I never knew how big my 13″ black and white T.V. was until I started watching movies on my phone.
It’s June and P.E.I. is becoming “An Emerald Isle”.