It was an afternoon of perfect temperatures and cotton candy clouds. Tom spent the morning working hard on life while I had been cast under the spell of a garden party. We married the two and went for a ride just a miles off the Cutoff to Maple Lake, where the clouds tipped down and kissed the water
while dragonflies darted mysteriously past children fishing along the glacial etched rocks
and rested upon the soft coat of cattails.
Where have you walked lately?
(Click on the cattails to find the dragonfly)
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