It's a place of wonder - the piece of land Marcia and Ray had acquired years ago and made it their own, the little cabin at the end of the road kissing the forest, the sparkle of the water in between the trees, the calls of the forest wildlife breaking the quiet - the cosiness and personal touch of Marcia's creative art of glass and decoration makes it a (swallow's) nest worth of thousand stars. The land is also a working farm.. sheep run free.. wherever life is given in abundance, life is as well taken.. that is a soar point for me and a one of degradation in a place of original creation. This too shall pass ~