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...i walked this road lots before - lots of snow and howling wind and under the sun. Walked it today past that old maple tree...road need levelling, as always. fields just been cut - i can smell the hay. been away too long. but now...i'm home.

“He stared at her, knowing with certainty that he was falling in love. He pulled her close and kissed her beneath a blanket of stars, wondering how on earth he'd been lucky enough to find her.” ― Nicholas Sparks, The Last Song

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This one is killing me; looks like WA state with apples or cherries blooming, a perfect barn & Mt Ranier in the background; I love Washington--I was thinking Hood River and Mt Hood. Anyone?

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