It is that time when all the hustle and bustle of the day begins to dwindle and the cares of the day melt into the gentle ripples of the ocean waves. People talk a little quieter and their soft laughter wafts through the air mingling with the calls of the gulls heading for their nests. A time when your mind begins to wander to calm places and special memories. Thoughts of those we love nestle inside us and our dreams bring us hope for tomorrow. The time of day when an ordinary little goose becomes a lovely work of art.
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