It’s good to pause, occasionally, for (a) reflection.
This scene recalls my childhood days Few things smell sweeter than new mown hay Bad steering brought me along this way Good memories convinced me to stop and stay.
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Take life slow. There’s beauty in the detail.
A typical summer’s morning, clouds crying without warning. Hmm, should we get up and go? Or sit and drink our coffee slow ? Best, perhaps, to let it abate. Work will have to wait.
I took a wrong turn on my trip today, and soon I’d found I’d lost my way. I came upon this gentle stream, the wood was silent, the scene serene. I filled with gladness not with sorrow and hoped I …