I've had this little fellow for quite some time. Picked up in a thrift shop, his corduroy finish is a little worn in places. But such patina is rather endearing. Any labels or tags he might have once had are long gone, so I don't know where he was made. What lesson does the tortoise hold for me these days? Well, maybe that it's okay to be at a point in time where things are not happening too quickly. Sometimes life moves so fast you hardly have time to consider what you are doing or why. This might be a time to reflect, consider, change direction and move slowly towards a future goal. It also might be a reminder to be patient. To quietly wait while things sort themselves out in preparation for what comes next.
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