“You cannot dig a hole in a different place by digging the same one deeper.” Edward de Bono
Is That Why? Why are holes always so difficult, resisting the heaviest of sweats, the greatest intentions of thrust, the clay is stubborn and felt everywhere, the sand exhausts as it slides in and in, removing the turf is never that simple, while the tree roots are always attrition, getting in to dig down is easy enough, but getting out is another story, is that why it's called a drain? Copyright 2022 ©Paul Vincent Cannon All Rights Reserved ®
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The perfect metaphor for the trouble we get ourselves into!
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Yes, not least the world stage, but certainly our own stuff for sure. Thank you for that Liz.
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You’re welcome, Paul.
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Hmmm … this old plumber dug many holes … Why ? … afterwards the birds flew over and saw the same old scene …
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Yes, mundane and repetitious, hard work for such little result in some cases I’m sure. Metaphor for the uncreative life in one sense. 🙂
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Yes .. but sometimes my metaphors end up the hole with me ..
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I love your humour Ivor
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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🙂
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Always a pleasure to read and share your posts with followers, Paul!! Hope you had a great day!
😊👍✨✨🎉
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You are so cheeky, Paul.
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You know it and I can’t help it – really can’t 🙂
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Reblogged this on NEW BLOG HERE >> https:/BOOKS.ESLARN-NET.DE.
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I agree with Liz’ comment, its touching me. 😉 xx Michael
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Ha, great to hear 🙂 xx
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🙏☺️
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Thank you very much
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I like the link to another meaning of the word drain at the end
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Yes, I love a twist, and this one just popped into my head.
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