This lovely meadow behind the barn and under the ridge reminds me of the field where Lizzie accidentally met Mr. Darcy walking the morning after Lady Catherine paid her that nasty visit. Mr. Darcy professed his love for Lizzie and she finally saw the light. They lived happily ever after. This meadow is where I want my ashes scattered - whenever (sooner maybe than later!) Figured I better let my wishes be known.
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