24x24
Acrylic on gallery wrapped canvas
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The red cottage perched on the hillside, its weathered boards glowing under the moon’s silver light. A sea of red poppies swayed gently around it, their petals whispering secrets to the night. Beyond them, the ocean stretched endlessly, its waves shimmering beneath the enormous moon.
On the porch, an American flag rippled in the breeze, its fabric catching the soft glow of the lantern hanging by the door. Inside, an old man sat in a rocking chair, a book resting open on his lap. James Calloway—veteran, widower, and keeper of memories. He had built this cottage with his wife long ago, and though she was gone, her presence lingered in every corner.
Each night, he sat with the sea and the stars, telling them stories only the wind could carry. And each morning, the poppies stood taller, as if listening.