For the longest time these chairs sat on the front porch and I rarely used them. Larry moved them into the yard and suddenly they are my favorite place to sit outside.
Sometimes I sit and stare, sometimes I read or write, and just lately I sit and stitch.
The tree has wept 13 tears.
They are watering a gently sloped hill.
Sometimes I sit and stare, sometimes I read or write, and just lately I sit and stitch.
The tree has wept 13 tears.
They are watering a gently sloped hill.
2 comments:
may i ask, why thirteen tears? it is taking a lovely path, this place of reat for the bodhi satva.
Hi Nandas
I don't really have a good answer to that... I will keep contemplating and see if I can figure it out.
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