Smooth and silky, with nary a flaw?
Or rough hewn, with plenty of hard edges and maybe a few splinters?
I hope the latter, at least a little bit. So that you can really appreciate when things are flowing smoothly, and also have the reserves available to polish up some of those rough edges.
- Donation: Cash to street performer in Zikhron Ya'akov, near Haifa
- Exercise: Walked to and from the Nachalat Binyamin and HaCarmel markets in Tel Aviv (90 mins)
2 comments:
I think of life as a fabric; the warp is burlap, the weft is silk.
See, now that is perfect. I don't know my warp from my weft, but still, I just know that is right.
Thanks for the visit Pat.
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