I went past the field of the sluggard...the man who lacks judgment; thorns had come up everywhere...and the stone wall was in ruins.
I applied my heart to what I observed and learned a lesson...
A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest-- and poverty will come on you like a bandit... Proverbs 24:30-34a
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| A stone wall across the street at our summer cottage - taken yesterday. |
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