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StoryDear Friend skinner_jennifer68 years 3 months ago
StorySurreal skinner_jennifer28 years 3 months ago
StoryOn Little Mountain, near Bredwardine Rhiannonw28 years 3 months ago
StoryOut of the overflow of the heart … Rhiannonw08 years 3 months ago
StoryIs it a butterfly or … ? Rhiannonw88 years 3 months ago
StoryLetting Go skinner_jennifer68 years 3 months ago
StorySchool Absence, Home Presence Rhiannonw28 years 3 months ago
StoryAbsence luigi_pagano108 years 4 months ago
StorySir There's a Waiter In My Wine ( Part Four ) skinner_jennifer148 years 4 months ago
StoryRomantic Dramatics Rhiannonw48 years 4 months ago
StoryWild Daffodil Wood Rhiannonw118 years 4 months ago
StoryCats Scratch Surface On Rhythm Night skinner_jennifer108 years 4 months ago
StoryProclaiming – ’til he comes Rhiannonw08 years 4 months ago
StorySomewhere better? Rhiannonw08 years 4 months ago
StoryForgotten Copse Deliberately Ev...168 years 4 months ago
StoryThe Velvet Rose....for Valentines Day. Ladylily48 years 4 months ago
StoryTandeming down the Herefordshire lanes … Rhiannonw88 years 4 months ago
StoryWaiting For Beauty To Arrive skinner_jennifer108 years 4 months ago
StoryNature in the City Ray Schaufeld108 years 4 months ago
StoryGod’s law and gift Rhiannonw08 years 4 months ago
StoryWanting things heavenly Rhiannonw28 years 4 months ago
Story‘Every eye shall see him’* Rhiannonw28 years 4 months ago
StoryTom and Old Willie Ray Schaufeld68 years 4 months ago
Blog entryI only have half a Post Office Ray Schaufeld38 years 4 months ago
StoryFebruary Wander Rhiannonw68 years 4 months ago

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A question for the accusers

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] To Jesus they brought this one they had caught in breaking the law – Christ came to restore those sorry for...

Playing with a box …

The children found a box on the ground, sealed, and bound with tape. ‘What could be inside it? What could be concealed?’ They wondered, imagined...

Dear Dad … 3)

(For the third of these letters, I had been working on trying to explain some of the moral pressures and changes of 50 years on, but not an easy topic, but, prompted by the current IP, I thought I should persevere.)
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He is God, and loves me!

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] God himself who formed the stars loves me, truly loves me! Sent his Son, his dear Son bearing scorn to save me! Melts my heart and fires my soul …

Isn’t it amazing what a cup of tea can do?

Birds brighten, and so does my brain … : morning chorus?

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