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Everyone needs a refuge. 

Maybe it's a place, or a person, or at the bottom of a cup of tea or an iTunes playlist. 

Mine is this hill, right near home, under this particular tree with a prayer. And also this particular shoulder, which I've been leaning on heavily this week.

Do you have one? 

I'd offer to lend you mine if you needed them, but everyone's shelter-from-the-world is different. (And I'm afraid that shoulder is all mine. The prayer and the tree, they're yours if you need them.)

I hope you have solace in handy form.

Chocolate counts, too, right?

xxx

9 Comments on “refuge

Jo
July 28, 2011 at 10:58 pm

What a beautiful tree. Hope you’re OK Fi and that it’s just the everyday ups and downs. Use that shoulder well, that’s what it’s there for 😉

I keep meaning to comment on so many of your lovely posts. Thinking of you x

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Kristen
July 29, 2011 at 5:58 am

These photos are beautiful and your message well taken. I think my place of refuge is ever-changing these days. Right now it involves anywhere by cool water!

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Ellen
July 29, 2011 at 6:31 am

Oh chocolate definitely counts! I think I would visit a tree with a view like that daily (of course, I would bring my own beloved’s shoulder to lean on) and just breathe it all in slowly. I find much solace in a cup of coffee on the back deck (when it’s not a heatwave, mind you) and a few verses of scripture.

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island dweller
July 29, 2011 at 7:14 am

Great post. I have had one of those weeks too – demanding baby…my husband’s shoulder is one of mine places and just sitting looking out our front window to the world outside with a cup of tea, the other (I don’t have such a lovely view as your hill)! Hope it gets better 🙂

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Lou
July 29, 2011 at 10:27 am

That tree is magnificent…

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Val (mental chew)
July 29, 2011 at 2:28 pm

Oh yes a week of demanding babies and 4 year olds. K is learned to crawl last week and is already starting to walk, this encroaches heavily on the 4 year old’s independent style. Ugh. Wrote about it a lot this week. Silver linings and hot showers. Why does a shower alone with an opportunity to shave my legs feel like a vacation? I hope your week is on the upswing. Breathe mama breathe.

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Catriona
July 29, 2011 at 6:54 pm

chocolate does count. Quite convinced the second child was born with fetal chocolate syndrome.
Thinking of you!

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Charley (Secret Water)
July 29, 2011 at 7:39 pm

Anywhere near the sea, a cup of tea, or even a tree 🙂 The furry shoulder of my dog Rhubarb is also where I find solace when I want to be on my own but not on my own.

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Angela Thompson
July 29, 2011 at 8:58 pm

May the sun shine a little brighter next week!

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