THE STORY. . . Cool crisp morning. Check. Pacific Ocean. Check. Sunrise. Check. Flowing array of pearly Cala lilies descending down a lush valley to a pristine beach with turquoise waves. Yea. Check. What a destination! It seems hard to believe that such a place actually exists. . . A soft magenta fog glows across the horizon as the light of dawn slowly rises over the landscape. Curving white flowers spring from the land, fed by a spring which trickles down from the mountains and empties into the ocean. Welcome to Mother Nature’s poetry. All star edition. . .