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It’s amazing  how often shapes, patterns or themes are repeated in life.  And I am constantly amazed by how drawn I am to a particular thing, which once identified, vanishes.  The reason for the interest never having made itself apparent.

Like this.

To this

and this

The patterns, while perhaps not obvious to many are there for me, and were collected within a week unintentionally, only making themselves apparent once together.

I love serendipity.  It opens the mind.

If only I knew what to.

But that’s half the fun isn’t it.