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Available as both a signed and numbered paper print as well as a |
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Summer has come to
Phillips Bay. Along Apple Creek, nestled among the Cotswold Hills
about 30 minutes west of Phillips Bay, the sounds of meadowlarks and
bullfrogs mingle with the aroma of flowers and fresh-cut grass. On this day, a pair of boys and their dog have gathered at the old stone footbridge for a little boating. Tying their boats to string with a metal fishing sinker as a counterweight, they set their imaginations afloat. These boys will build a rich treasury of memories over the years as members of the Apple Creek Yacht Club. |
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