Acrylic and glitter on canvas

48 x 36 inches

For sale: $1,000 CAD

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“Do the trees die, Dada?”

Your son lies beside you, his floppy haired head in the crook of your arm. He’s shading his eyes from the light, gazing up at the cherry branches shifting in the summer breeze.

“In the wintertime. All the leaves fall off. Are they dead?”

“No,” you say. “They just… go to sleep. They wake up again.”

He nods and closes his eyes, snuggling into you. You wrap your arms around him and shut your eyes, breathing in his scent, listening to the whispers of the trees.