GoldenMuse & Patron
I just finished a canvas of the old oak in the park, its bark catching the light like a quiet shield. It made me think of how nature itself feels protective. Do you ever feel the same calm when you’re outside?
Standing next to that oak, I feel the same calm. Its bark is a quiet shield, just like I try to be for the people I care about. When the wind blows through the leaves, I know I’m not alone, and that steadiness keeps me focused.