The Canadian Pre-Cambrian Shield has always held a special allure for me. It goes back to the very roots of time. The ancient rocks tell a story of the great forces of the earth. They have been sculpted by rivers and glaciers into a rugged landscape. This ruggedness has, until recent decades, formed a barrier to human development and therefore has been the bastion of wilderness by definition.
I am endlessly fascinated by the sculptural forms of bedrock. The embellishment of surface textures by erosion and those pioneers of life, the lichens, increase the rich feast for the eye.
In this case I have added the patches of snow turned to ice, which indicates a late winter thaw and refreezing. The wolf, another symbol of our northern wilderness is hesitating to step out from the shelter of the cliff.