Richard L. Provencher

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StoryThe Cross at Calvary Richard L. Prov...313 years 8 months ago
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StoryManitoulin Island, Ontario Richard L. Prov...313 years 8 months ago
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StoryDad prettyrose213 years 8 months ago
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StoryP-Perry Partridge - story Richard L. Prov...213 years 8 months ago
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StoryOur Neighbours Richard L. Prov...213 years 8 months ago
StoryThe Living Outdoors Richard L. Prov...213 years 8 months ago
StoryI Remember, Mom (1921-2009) Richard L. Prov...413 years 8 months ago
StoryPortuguese Cove Richard L. Prov...213 years 8 months ago
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StoryHow Great Thou Art Richard L. Prov...213 years 8 months ago
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My stories

At Noranda Copper Mine

I knew a man who knew no limits in his heart- worked in the Copper mine – walked twelve miles to get the cheque to carry his family knew no limits of...

First Bulge of Sun

peeking from the right then above a shoulder of horizon trees diluting in full panorama shades of clouds reluctant to leave dew-dropped-receding mist...

The Skies

shop for tourists in spite of Covid-19 hoping to convince them a virus can be overcome. Sunshine can blister skin cause words to burn and force...

In a Refuge Camp in...

I see a little boy in sockless feet a sore on one toe and I take him into my heart. He smiles his wide squinty-eyes and I take him into my soul. A...
Gold cherry

Gliding Through Woods

Above rustling leaves on a hillside trail the wind is a vagabond of change; It begins to rain and wind a task-master as moisture arrives on land now...

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