You know when it rains all night, but clears up by dawn and everything just seems so alive, colourful, sparkly and new? When the lakes are calm, the loons are singing, and the flowers and trees seem so thankful for a new day? When life just seems so simple, uncomplicated, and pristine? And the sun glows low in the sky, promising the beauty of another perfect day?
Yeah, me neither.
But these flowers sure are purty.
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