Late in the afternoon after a day of painting nonstop, I came to take a rest on the bank of the Red River where the swift current of the full river swept by me as the dim crescent of a moon merged gradually in the dome of the sky above me. I could see the facade of St Boniface Cathedral baptized by the warm sunlight of the late spring afternoon. I seemed to see history so tangible right in front of me.
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