"In the morning when I wake up and listen to the sound
Of the birds outside on the roof
I try to ignore what the paper says
And I try not to read all the news
And I'll hold you if you had a bad dream
And I hope it never comes true
'Cause you and I been through so many things together
And the sun starts climbing the roof

It's a dream
Only a dream
And it's fading now
Fading away
It's only a dream
Just a memory without anywhere to stay..."

-Neil Young

I've always been in love with old fashioned life... white picket fences, the milk man delivering fresh milk, the birds chirping on a quiet Sunday afternoon. These are things I've never seen and feel like I can only dream about sometimes. Living in the city can be great; but old school country life just seems so beautiful sometimes. Inspired by the song "It's a Dream" by Neil Young. I hope you enjoy this. More experimentation with the great wideness the fisheye can offer. Tried to really make it look like you're standing there...

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