"I reached Canoe Lake where I met my friend Thomson (who had been staying at a boarding-house on the lake for two weeks) about ten o'clock in the evening, after a stuffy nine hours in the train. I was met by Thomson who had brought down the wagon and we drove through the bush to where he was staying. Imagine a glorious full moon coming over the tops of the spruce, big and yellow, shedding a mysterious light on everything. The air had a tang of freshness and cold that was wonderfully invigorating and refreshing after the stuffy train and the city I had left. One smelt the trees and the fragrance of the ground beneath, and the moonlight had colour, you could see to paint and be able to appreciate the colour of things."

- Arthur Lismer, Algonqum Park, First Impressions, May 1914, from an unpublished manuscript of Marjorie Lismer Bridges, Ashton, Maryland. Lightly edited and transcribed by Joan Murray.

Moon, 1914