A dark, damp day

The alcove

The alcove

The lotus is the most beautiful flower, who petals open one by one.  But it will only grow in the mud.  In order to grow and gain wisdom, first you must have the mud — the obstacles of life and its suffering. …  The mud speaks of a common ground that humans share, no matter what our stations in life.  …  Whether we have it all or we have nothing, we are all faced with the same obstacles:  sadness, loss, illness, dying and death.  If we are to strive as human beings to gain more wisdom, more kindness and more compassion, we must have the intention to grow as a lotus and open each petal one by one.

~ Goldie Hawn

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A ramble

Crates and barrels. (Petroleum Centre train depot. Oil Creek State Park, Pennsylvania.)

This is one of those posts where I have images, but no words of my own to go with them.  Sometimes they turn out to be pretty decent posts.  Other times, not so much.  We’ll just have to wait and see where it goes.

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