This one was painted and sits in our breezeway. It holds my extra pots and other things used in the garden. My husband is forever miss placing or not returning things to their place so I have my own, that way there are no fights.
Sit, listen to the wind, birds and trees. Allow the beauty and chaos that is nature to enter and propel you through this time we call life. Breath in the smells of an open fire place and a camp fire. Know the difference they have on you and your surroundings. Give with an open heart and mind. Know that there are richer and poorer. But never measure those two thoughts by the amount of money one has. For richness is how you live and give of yourself, not what you have.
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