Far far away, behind the word mountains, far from the countries Vokalia and Consonantia, there live the blind texts. Separated they live in Bookmarksgrove right at the coast of the Semantics, a large language ocean.
Van digitaal tot printwerk
I throw myself down among the tall grass by the stream as I lie close to the earth.
And the meridian sun strikes the upper surface of the impenetrable foliage.
I am so happy, my dear friend, so absorbed in the exquisite sense of mere tranquil existence.
As I lie close to the earth, a thousand unknown plants are noticed by me.