Some of this works. Not all, but some. It needs more landmarks fersure. I'll keep playing with it and let you know what transpires.
*Fersure IS a word.
No time to keep working on landmarks, I had to take a little jaunt to the gallery and on the way back through I drove by those darn trees again. They're just so stinkin' wonderful I had to stop. The day was wild, Texas-sky-clouds and sun, wind gusting, shining rays, cherry blossoms blowing and falling through the air like snow, and the people, the people, once again all happy and frolicking in their enchanted world under the blossoms. I'm telling you, its there, its really really there this secret enchanted world where everything is good. Walk in 15 feet, you'll see. You must go in in order to experience the change from the reality of the outer world.
Bye enchanted world...gotta go make more art.
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