I want to say pork pies but I really fail to see what we could possibly dwell on with the jelly encased pork treat, but we do. Many of us dwell on the fat content and how many they may have eaten. But we dwell on everything, from hair days (bad or good), work, home life, money, politics, the list is endless but think about that time you stared at the most beautiful, picturesque view, that opened the gates to your ocean of an imagination, re finding memories lost, creating memories and finding that warmth inside yourself that no dwell can penetrate for the blink of an eye, or when your back turns and you walk away from that comforting warmth! When you look at that night sky where every star resembles mystery, intrigue future and past, life, spirits and, the sunset in the distance, the mountain reflected in the serenest lake! We don’t need to dwell when we can look at the singing butler and smile at the thought of the rain on your cheeks and the sound of the sea sweeping the sands of time to your personal tableau! How can one resist the images of world and it’s beauty! From walking to painting, performing arts, photography, live art, the animal kingdom, the worlds forests and jungles, the disjointedness of this blog, you can’t help immersing yourself into your own happy place for a second or two, don’t let that pork pie pass you by, eat it and bask in the memories conjured when you read this! The dogs drooling jelly treat it is!
Good night out there, who ever you are.
