Rhiannonw

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My stories

Watching Raindrops

Plip! plop! watch the water drop … … sight and sounds that soothe … circles interlocking, mesmerising dreamy rocking, lulling lullaby.

Late Spring

Warmth is creeping, touching sheltered nooks where plants are sleeping – an opened primrose promises delicate bouquet to come, a celandine spreads narrow petals

(IP) “I was dead, and behold I am alive for ever and ever! …

Who’d put their hope in a dead man? in disappointment, fear they ran. – But now, he lives! they're full of joy, and boldly speak, though threatened by those who their bodies can destroy.

Because of Calvary

The crimson flow … completed … for all who will receive … more white than snow my guilty stain has be removed, I know.

To‘bottom’ing, at Caer* Caradoc (23:3:13)

[*Ki.r] Plunging, crunching through the deep, crisp snow – what fun, but, oh, so slow! then up the hill we go (the sky a-mist with floating drift), but when we reach the steeper bit

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