Life and times of a new farmer/homesteader
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It was suggested to me that I post this on one of my blogs after I wrote it on a group I belong to.I see my parents marriage as two vines, a wisteria and a clematis. They were planted together, at onetime, and as such, they grew together. The vines that they are individually have interwoven, in a common past. Twisted at times, but together. Getting support from one another. When they bloom, they are so different, but if you look to their vines, it is hard to tell them apart. Their contortions and curls show character, and from a distance, great beauty. On closer inspection, you can see how they have competed, struggled with each other; but still, they both bloom. I can see no way to remove one without damaging the other. Their blooms, separately, are both beautiful. But together, they are more than they could have ever been separate. A synergism, a whole greater than the parts. Two blooms so different, but both flowers of beauty, none the less. Both vines, intertwined. Pax vobiscum, Raymond { Last Page } { Page 10 of 181 } { Next Page } |
