One misstep, an ill placed footfall, the single clumsy blunder, can ruin even the most graceful trips.
The mortal enemy of canvas is the day the sun doesnβt shine. The day the sky sheds its grey onto earth. Whether rain or snow, it doesnβt matter much.
One misstep, and cold hearted canvas absorbs the error youβd like to erase. Mistakes fade, but will always be remembered by your cold, wet socks, and the cold-hearted canvas.