Soon after the Corona pandemic erupted

I began to think about what I missed most.

I remembered my visit to a beautiful area in the south of France.

To a lake with water as clear and clean as a mirror

If I went again, I’m not sure what to do first:

Jump into the water, run wild in the endless fresh grass,

Or follow the trail of the birch trees lined up by side of the lake.

A trail without end

Veiled in mystery.

One canvas was not enough. I painted two.

A diptych.