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There was an art exhibit on the grounds of an old mansion in New England at the end of last summer and the place was full of people. I needed to get away so I wandered off and found the garden. It was my surprise to find the pergola – and complete solitude and solace. I sat for a while and took in the ambient sounds – birds chirping, leaves rustling, children crying in the distance, the whoosh of the water as a fishing ship sailed by on the river. I soaked in the sun as it hit my face.

Bliss.