My HeroJust as the hare is zipping across the finish line,the tortoise has stopped once againby the roadside,this time to stick out his neckand nibble a bit of sweet grass,unlike the previous timewhen he was distractedby a bee humming in the heart of a wildflower.~ Billy Collins ~(Horoscopes for the Dead)
Joys of moving slowly -
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