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I think we consider too much the good luck of the early bird and not enough the bad luck of the early worm.


ANOTHER brick in the wall? Retaining wall, Royal Botanical Gardens, Hobart. April 2012.

Theme Thursday.

CONNECTIONS.

associations links acquaintances agents allies associates contacts.

go-betweens intermediaries mentors messengers networks.

correlation correspondence intercourse nexus partnership relationships.

Everything is CONNECTed.

Nothing works.


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Amber said…
One post to ponder upon....
26 July 2012 at 21:31
Susan said…
I love lists.

I love that your central word is "intermediaries"--very necessary when talking seems over. Take that word apart and start fresh! We can teach it to work.

PS: and I was worried about heavy seriousness over at MY site!
27 July 2012 at 00:34
joanne said…
I want to feel some hope that something will work....
27 July 2012 at 01:03
Anonymous said…
Very unique for a Theme.
27 July 2012 at 04:17
Anonymous said…
A wall is just a pile of bricks without the grout to keep them connected. As we are just a collection of humans without our own grout keeping us together.

Nice post!
27 July 2012 at 05:19
Anonymous said…
Humorous indeed! Everything connected and nothing works!
27 July 2012 at 05:46
J Cosmo Newbery said…
Definitely agree with your second last line, not so sure about the last.

Everything works, just not always as we may wish!
27 July 2012 at 06:59
Mrsupole said…
I think this sounded a little like my brain at times, I try to be so many things and I never remember to just be myself and I truly never work out to be everything I wanted. I wonder if I just focused on a few things then maybe my brain cells would connect. I had fun today trying to do it and got lost in the fun of it all.

I hope things start working together for you at work and thanks for playing in this weeks Theme Thursday.

God bless.
28 July 2012 at 01:20
Kris McCracken said…
Hi all, things work for a time. Then they don't. SO we do some stuff, they work again. Then they don't. Repeat ad infinitum!
30 July 2012 at 11:39
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