

You know what they say: clean feet make friends, dirty feet make a mess.

Ponder that to your heart’s content!
or think about these words by the American poet, Wendell Berry,

Mr G.
‘The peace of wild things’, is available as a Penguin book. A reviewer has written of it:
If you stop and look around you, you’ll start to see.Tall marigolds darkening. A spring wind blowing.
The woods awake with sound. On the wooden porch, your love smiling. Dew-wet red berries in a cup.
On the hills, the beginnings of green, clover and grass to be pasture.
The fowls singing and then settling for the night. Bright, silent, thousands of stars.
You come into the peace of simple things.
Great pictures and thoughtful words, I often wake in the night and worry about things, this is lovely to read and something I shall keep xx
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