21/01/2026
'Forever in Golden Hour'
As I stepped out into the warm glow of the golden hour, my feathered friends would gather around, their soft clucks and gentle quacks filling the air as they eagerly awaited their meal. The gentle rustle of date palms stood witness to our daily ritual. I'd pour myself a cup of tea, and as the rooster, hen, and ducks feasted, peace would settle around me.
The soft light cast long shadows, and I'd lose myself in thought, the world slowing down. Even now, as the years have passed, a part of me remains frozen in that serene moment, forever bathed in the golden light of memory.
145ร125 cm (framed)
Mixed media on canvas
countryside
