Dwelling Here A Little...

                                                   

In between the picking of bouquets and the preserving of the fruits of summer... I ponder.
                                                 

The word dwelling has been on my mind lately. (I guess you could say I am dwelling on it a bit:)
                                    

                       

 We pour much time and energy into our dwellings, making them a haven. A resting place and a long exhale. 
After all isn't coming home the best part of leaving?

 I also couldn't help but relate our dwellings to our thoughts...what do I dwell on? I pray my thoughts are seasoned with grace and gratitude...

Thoughts are powerful,  and often expressed in our words and actions....
                            

The other day my son picked up all the stones from my garden path.... He worked hard and I should have taken a photo but I was in the midst of a mountain of corn... so you know.

In the evening I snapped one though as he decided to watch a movie
 from his hammock...
                                           

Somehow the stones which were so easy to assemble but much harder to remove,,, got me thinking about words...
literally impossible to remove, making it all of more importance what I am thinking about..
                                           

I realise I have only brushed the surface of dwelling and all its implications...
I am thankful for all one simple word can sometimes inspire, as I place the final embellishment on my newly painted, kitchen chalk board.

                                    

                 (only painted the frame, the actual board needs a fresh coat of paint too!)

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                                                                            ~ Lucy~