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Answer 1

I walked down the dark dirt path to a small quaint cottage. The smell of pine trees and the sound of birds filled my senses. The air around me was warm as I walked closer. The picnic table outside was rustic and wooden. I ran my hand across it and it felt bumpy and aged. I imagined picnics with juicy tarts and cobblers that may have happened at this table. The cottage looked vintage like a grandmothers, it laid deep within the woods and was secluded from city life. It was a very peaceful setting.