Ashburn: My Home

My Scholarship entry - A 'place' I have visited

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Summer. The black-eyed susans come alive and create a fairy tale like environment. I stumbled across this, seemingly, enchanted part of the town, on what was easily the most inspiring day of exploration. Ashburn is truly magical in the Summer.

Spring. A park I used to visit in my younger days, somewhere I hadn't visited in years. This is exactly how I remember it; tranquil and unfrequented, symbolic of Ashburn itself.

These images are not necessarily of a particularly exotic or captivating place. They do, however, depict the essence of my account, being that of wanderlust and the search for serenity amidst the hustle and bustle of everyday life.

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Fall. The leaves litter the cobblestone streets, and a new season is welcomed to the town. Signs of winter come quickly and fall never seems to last quite long enough. Literally, picturesque.

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Ashburn: My Home

My Scholarship entry - A 'place' I have visited

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