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A pleasant spot


Up towards the dam wall there is a lovely picnic area with green grass, exotic trees and picnic tables. We had a nice chat with fellow travellers while I snapped a couple of photos.

Musing:
Leisure by W. H. Davies
"What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?—

No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:

No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:

No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:

No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance:

No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began?

A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare."

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  1. Pleasant spot indeed to stand and stare

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  2. Looks like a nice place to sit and day dream.

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  3. I struggle with mindful awareness every day. Your blog always gives me a rest.

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  4. I have just signed up to be a subject in a mindfulness phd.

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  5. I could be in the control group, though. But we all get a half-day seminar on mindfulness at the end of her research.

    It is teaming down here ...

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