#lifejournalramblings Lessons from a bramble, that’s what I unexpectedly encountered this morning. I knew I would find some great blackberries, but the words I heard as I searched for fruit while avoiding thorns is what this excursion was all about. Sometimes we see the low lying fruit, the easy pick and we miss the the ripe and luscious fruit that is just one vine back. How often do we do that with people? How many times have I missed a potentially life changing moment because I wasn’t willing to take a chance on something that may take a little more effort to get to? I have to work on this thought a little more. #weinkaufsummer19
I also learned that I really needed to wear long pants and a long tshirt. The best berries were way back in the brambles. How many seasons pass where those berries in the middle dry up on the vine? I’m guessing that not too many of my neighbors have dove into the center of that blackberry patch.
Solacegirl 
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