It was a long drive - roughly an hour through interstates
and back country roads. The destination
was a quiet slice of manicured natural perfection. Everywhere spring was fighting to take
hold. Flowering trees were just
beginning to open; and, tulips in their rainbow glory, swayed gently under soft
breeze.
Under the warm fading sun Meagan and Robin danced amid the
sculpted hedgerows and neatly trimmed trees. In this place where the symmetry
of nature had been pruned to the exactness of man, their quiet and genuine
smiles shone through the landscape as the truest form of perfection.
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