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It may be that all of us carry in our souls a memory of Eden, the glorious garden where we came to know our Creator. That could account for the attraction I've long felt for gardensresplendent in riotous colors and tranquil in their shadowy private spaces. Nanette and I take advantage of the romance of gardens to enrich our love. We've sought out their sheltered nooks to meet and talk and dream and remember. Thomas Kinkade |
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