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Perhaps for as
long as there have been Sunday afternoons, there
have been Sunday afternoon drives. In the spring, I
enjoy packing up the family car after our Sunday
worship at church and wandering about in search of
wildflowers and picnic spots. Though the carriage
we wander about in is of the horseless variety, I
sometimes envy the days when the family outing to
church meant sitting aboard a buggy and slowly
touring the countryside.
— Thomas
Kinkade
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