Cobblestone Lane Thomas Kinkade

Cobblestone Lane I wends its way through a rustic village. The very unevenness of the cobbled path adds a sense of adventure that awakens our senses; we hear birdsong, feel the bracing mist of the morning, pluck a ripe apple to savor its sweet juice, smell the mingled scents, enjoy the play of sunlight and shade.

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