In Wesleyville, the river curved gently around the bend, its quiet surface reflecting the soft light of an August evening. Though summer lingered, the sun was already setting earlier, hinting at the coming shift of seasons. The trees stood at the height of their green, soon to surrender to autumn’s touch. As the stillness of night […]
The Rapids
Bentley Hart – Rabbit Oil Painting
Twilight was coming to the glen. The fireflies had just started their nightly adventures while Bentley hopped home. He was out later than he should have been because he had found an enchanted waterfall tucked away in a copse of trees. He had been foraging when he ventured a little further than he had ever gone before. The view was enchanting, the rushing currents, the water flowing over craggy rocks into a crystal clear basin below.