- Sunlight dances off golden eyes in the warm morning light. Whiskers and petals stirred by a gentle breeze dance by the garden path.
- Friends stroll midst the wild flowers behind the sand dunes of a Maritime beach. The air is filled with the scent of salt spray, wafted past the beach grass from the breakers on the nearby beach. Queen Anne's Lace blooms around the weathered pole fence that parallels the walker's path. The well worn path has witnessed many such strolls and a myriad of happy conversations.
- 3" x 5" Card
- Great for special occasions such as Christmas and birthdays.
- The card is folded with a blank interior. You will be able to write a beautiful note inside.
- Each card comes with an envelope for easy mailing.
- Every card has an insert with a write up about Jacqueline Verge
- Resting but a moment, the kingfisher casts his gaze across a still pool on the meandering maritime river, before flitting on up the waterway. He's a master fisherman whose watchful gaze can pick out the silver flash of a fish beneath the surface and when he does, blue lightning strikes as he plummets into the water.
- Lying stock-still the newborn fawn peers out from midst marshy grasses peppered with tasseled milkweed and ruby flowered pitcher plants. His dapple coat trembles with the passing spring breeze and his nose twitches slightly as he scents for his mom. Today he's spring's gift, and soon he will be exploring the forest nibbling new buds and playing with woodland mice.
- Gossamer wings shimmer in the morning light. Resting for a moment on a flowers stalk, this master of the air will soon be airborne once more flitting throughout the garden.
- A pair of Inukshuk stand as a markers used by Inuit showing the way on the barren tundra. It is known as a symbol of the importance of friendship, each stone fitting into the whole making the structure strong and reminds us of our the dependence on each other.
- MORNING MISTS part as the guardians of the lake slip silently across the glassy waters. Reflections flash across the mirrored surface in their passing by. Their mournful cry pierces the calm of early dawn just as the sun banishes the mists of night. The loon graces our wilderness lakes with its haunting elegance.
- Golden rays dance amongst the beach grass as another day of surfing comes to its sweet end. A day of the joy of riding and bending to nature's power and riding the graceful waves. the taste of salty water still dripping down their faces and muscles aching from pushing to the limits.
- Gulls cry overhead as we walk about on the wharf enjoying the smell of salt on the gentle sea breeze. The sound of broken shells crunching under foot mingles with the soft swishing of waves against the nearby boats as they rise and fall on the swells. A fisherman has stowed his gear here, its bright colors contrasting with the browns and greys of weather worn timbers.
- A quiet stroll one May in the woods, enjoying the sounds, sights and scents of spring. Birds singing and fresh buds bursting all around. Then a surprise ... a baby rabbit, so tiny and so still he could easily have been passed by. The muted brown of his tasselled fur a blend with his surroundings and the telltale white flash marks the forehead of the baby snowshoe hare. Then in a flash, he's off, racing through the fiddleheads and labrador tea.
- A quiet stroll one May in the woods, enjoying the sounds, sights and scents of spring. Birds singing and fresh buds bursting all around, fiddlehead ferns unfurling. Then a surprise ... a pair of baby rabbits, so tiny and so still they could easily have been passed by. The muted brown of their tassled fur a blend with the surrounding grasses and the telltale white flash marks the forehead of the baby snowshoe hare.
