A Canada Odyssy

My Life, According to Me

A Canada Odyssy

Escape from Reality

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My Summer Vacation

While in this pristene wilderness of immense magnitude, I found a little inner voice awoken within me. The beauty and the colors were so impressive that I found myself yearning to lay them down before all of you, and found that I simply couldn't. Their aren't enough words in the entire English language. I was entirely overwhelmed. I wanted to never move form this perfection, and yet I felt as though I was intruding. I was in some small way destroying what I saw. Certainly I was reducing it by what I wrote and drew. I could never capture that amazment in any way.

I will translate this poem. The sketch is of a scene I watched as the sun set before going into the park.

On the left, the sketches are of some lily pads-my new favorite plant.

A rock sticking up above the water. It had a seagull on it that I was watching for probably an hour, but I couldn't draw it.

And a scene of soem distant hills on a island. The sun struck the trees in the neatest way; light and shadow...