Most of the trees had not yet begun to bud forth their spring leaves. It was a grey, overcast day, full of the potential promise of spring and the reminders of winter. The state park's grounds provided fertile ground for imagination. Every corner and view could evoke its own apparitions and storyline, waiting to be retold. I very much look forward to seeing what my daughter (who also provided the cover illustration for the first novel in the series) will eventually produce.
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