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StorySNAKES moonphish59 years 9 months ago
StoryHelen luigi_pagano89 years 9 months ago
StoryAttrition london_calling79219 years 9 months ago
StoryIndividuality and Cooperation Rhiannonw69 years 9 months ago
StoryConchita - part 2 (of 2) jeand49 years 9 months ago
StoryEndless Summer Penny4athought69 years 9 months ago
StoryOur Finest Hour skinner_jennifer199 years 9 months ago
StoryTrip to Say Goodbye - 8 jeand99 years 9 months ago
StoryTrip to Say Goodbye - 7 jeand119 years 9 months ago
StoryHaunted forest_for_ever49 years 9 months ago
StoryRuth speaks … Rhiannonw29 years 9 months ago
StoryTrip to Say Goodbye - 6 jeand119 years 9 months ago
StoryTHE BALLAD OF ANNIE GRAY (Poetry Monthly) Linda Wigzell Cress79 years 9 months ago
StoryThinking Time Rhiannonw69 years 9 months ago
StoryShaken and Stirred luigi_pagano69 years 9 months ago
StoryThe Begwns* Rhiannonw109 years 9 months ago
StoryTrip to Say Goodbye - 5 jeand109 years 9 months ago
StoryProductive Word Rhiannonw29 years 9 months ago
StoryMe? Rhiannonw159 years 9 months ago
StoryTrip to Say Goodbye - 4 jeand89 years 9 months ago
StoryTrip to Say Goodbye - 3 jeand109 years 9 months ago
StoryChrist in the Cosmos forest_for_ever39 years 9 months ago
StoryAll We Need catherine poarch109 years 9 months ago
StoryThrough turmoil … Rhiannonw29 years 9 months ago
StoryTrip to Say Goodbye - 2 jeand129 years 9 months ago

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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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Tiny Water Footprints

‘Why is there water on the kitchen floor?’ We look through the dining room door and see tiny footprints wet, in a row crossing the the vinyl, glint...

Searching – Finding?

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Ideas strange some may devise … History gives record clear … Each of us can seek and find …

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