This lovely road is inside Lake Maria State Park coming from Lake Mary to the exit of the park. My camera is sitting on my rear view mirror. Watch for the butterfly fly in front of me about one minute and 25 seconds into the six minute film. When I watch it I am impressed by the beauty of this basswood forest and the rolling hills. I can almost smell the dust in my nose.
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