The Art Farm

I wish you could close your eyes to imagine what I'm about to write as you read it. But alas, that would not be possible. Instead, read this run on sentence and then close your eyes to soak it in: Rolling hills with a vast array of various types of trees, dotted with a rainbow of wildflowers... farm homes with glorious organic gardens and horses cantering down endless miles of trails... lakes to jump in when the sun gets too close and restaurants to dine and drink at with food fresh from the far...