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The cherry fire sings and crackles As the shadow of smoke dances Against cracked brown soil. Green grass has succumbed to a yellowish-brown, No match...

What makes my skin crawl? There it is below. S - - - - - - - S There I’ve wrote it down! There will be NO photo. Have you guessed?

So, here it is, this is what makes my skin crawl. - - - - - - - - - But I can’t quite bring myself to write it, yet. I will have another cup of sweet...

Sunday 31 May 2020 I feel fabulous. I was ill yesterday. I had this terrible, serious illness that felt so bad that it could be life threatening. The...

‘No way. You are not getting me in one of those things.’ I was laughing but a bit scared at the same time. ‘Do you even know how to work one?’ ‘Yes,...

For the first time in a while the silence isn't so deafening and there's something genuine in my smile, my heart doesn't feel so heavy and the world...

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series: today is Pentecost Sunday, 50 days after Easter Sunday, 10 days after Jesus had ascended back to heaven. He had promised his Spirit would come to empower the nervous little group of disciples, and be with all believers always. See Acts chapter2] Holy Spirit, gift divine, precious treasure, you are mine: mine to teach me by your Word …

This IS difficult to write. There IS nothing about this that I like, one single bit. I am completely out of my comfort zone. There are three things I...