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StoryThe Long Haul of Mary Jones (age 16) (IP) Rhiannonw410 years 4 months ago
StoryTouring the City Philip Sidney610 years 4 months ago
Story‘Like Me’ Art of the Diver810 years 4 months ago
StoryJudith Walker's Holiday 1830 - 7 and Epilogue jeand610 years 4 months ago
StoryThe City Lives Philip Sidney2510 years 4 months ago
StoryJudith Walker's Holiday 1830 - 6 jeand710 years 4 months ago
StoryJudith Walker's Holiday 1830 - 5 jeand610 years 4 months ago
StoryRevision Philip Sidney2310 years 4 months ago
StoryRun Roe Deer Run Silver Spun Sand810 years 4 months ago
StoryJudith Walker's Holiday 1830 - 4 jeand610 years 4 months ago
StoryJudith Walker's Holiday 1830 - 3 jeand610 years 4 months ago
StoryCrystal Balls and Commas Silver Spun Sand810 years 4 months ago
StoryThe need for God’s revelation Rhiannonw210 years 4 months ago
StoryWhere wild water flows Deliberately Ev...710 years 4 months ago
StoryA ‘Mayfly’ Day … (IP) Rhiannonw710 years 4 months ago
StorySunday Song Rhiannonw410 years 4 months ago
StoryJudith Walker's Holiday 1830 - 2 jeand410 years 4 months ago
StoryJudith Walker's Holiday 1830 - 1 jeand610 years 4 months ago
StoryLace - poem maisie210 years 4 months ago
StoryFor the Love of Her Silver Spun Sand610 years 4 months ago
StoryTIGER TIGER FRIDAY NIGHT Linda Wigzell Cress710 years 4 months ago
StoryRemembering Burnt Norton Philip Sidney2010 years 4 months ago
StoryDandelion Clocks london_calling79610 years 4 months ago
StoryA Small Ceasing to Be Silver Spun Sand1210 years 5 months ago
StoryLeaf Ed Crane1910 years 5 months ago

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Top supernatural power

‘Throw down your stick – it will become a snake’, and it did. The magicians by their secret arts did likewise, but Aaron’s stick ate up the rest...

Micromys minutus

Bright bundle of gingery fur climbing, clambering dextrously up and down and through the tall grass and reed stalks …

For all

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series – a few hours early this week] The young, the old, cash-strapped, work-stressed: all everywhere aware of void within, a cry, a quest for God who is somewhere …

Sixpence

Sing a song of sixpence … I’ve got sixpence, I’ve got tuppence to spend, and tuppence to lend and …
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Frustrating world

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Birth and death, and peace and war – life on earth flows back and for' …

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