My canvas...

My canvas is carved in morning light with the smell of freshly cut grass, a sea of green and blue with a deceptive breeze that disguises the coming heat.
The sounds of birds whispering on the wind, the warning of me, the flit and flutter of delicate wings as they chase and live for the thrill of flight, the purity of simply being.

My canvas is made up of motes of light that glimmer and glisten across the water, each individual sparkle placed there for me to witness. The gliding ducks that create indiscernible ripples across the breezy surface, nature with its character and humour, yet hardy and flourishing.

 

My canvas is made up of music that lightens my soul, that reminds me of the beauty around me and starts my day with a heart stopping moment that marries the sights and smells with the sounds that make me happy, a moment that I captured today and I am sharing with you.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Vwb4kpOKw9I