Two people sat quietly in a small boat, adrift in the hush of early light. The lake, still and silver, swallowed the sky’s reflection as mist curled over the surface like breath held too long. Words felt unnecessary—each ripple, each distant loon call spoke more than language could. Their silhouettes, side by side, barely moved, except for the slow rhythm of the boat’s drift. In the soft murmur of water against wood, they found a kind of peace—an unspoken understanding, suspended in the fog between waking and dreaming.

Size: 26 x 15 Inches
Material: Acrylic on Canvas