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The endless land absorbs our dreams, and the sheltering sky embraces the dreamers with its wide blue arms. We come and go, but the land is always here. And the people who love it and understand it are the people who own it - for a little while. You and I are like the tawny hawks sailing over our heads, making slow shadows on the grass.

Vintage lace, a nod to pioneer style, accented with a touch of bandit black. The untamed romance of the old west…land of windblown prairies and endless possibilities, tells a tale of true Romantique love.