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The end of a dead end road,,,,you drive back there, and say Awell, I=ll be, someone lives back here!@  The rich green grass,  the early autumn freshness,  and the deep red brick siding with the back-glow of the morning sun . . . this old place was some-ones home.  I wanted  to paint that warm feeling.

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