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The Saturday Evening Post cover magazine, August 18 1951
''Sometimes Nature rains on a picnic; sometimes she is just neutral; and sometimes, as in this mood caught by John Falter's brush, she glories in the occasion herself, painting a magic sunset, smoothing the waterways into mirrors, tempering the temperature, even arranging for watermelons to be at their most luscious ripeness.
These picnickers are nice people who deserve all this, for they are picking up their wastepaper. By and by they will be full of food and beauty and sleepiness, and go home, to the disgust of the boy and girl alone out there with their dreams. Those two want to see the stars gleams out, and the moon rise and cross the sky and disappear, and then watch the new day dawn—and maybe stay on to see the sun set again.''
Art by John Falter
The Saturday Evening Post cover magazine, August 18 1951
''Sometimes Nature rains on a picnic; sometimes she is just neutral; and sometimes, as in this mood caught by John Falter's brush, she glories in the occasion herself, painting a magic sunset, smoothing the waterways into mirrors, tempering the temperature, even arranging for watermelons to be at their most luscious ripeness.
These picnickers are nice people who deserve all this, for they are picking up their wastepaper. By and by they will be full of food and beauty and sleepiness, and go home, to the disgust of the boy and girl alone out there with their dreams. Those two want to see the stars gleams out, and the moon rise and cross the sky and disappear, and then watch the new day dawn—and maybe stay on to see the sun set again.''
Art by John Falter