In the secret places of the cliffs...
There is a time for everything...
a time to scatter stones, and a time to gather them...
All rivers go to the sea, yet never does the sea become full.
"Be still like a mountain and flow like a great river." Tao Tzu
I walk along the coastal cliffs in thick fog gathering stones. Seashells go into pockets as treasure. Then through the trees to find dried leaves and weathered branches. All to be scattered here and there throughout our sea cottage. It is a time to gather. To be still and to flow.
washed by the sea
Kerrie
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