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StoryBone Beach Philip Sidney1410 years 10 months ago
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StoryLiving with Giants Philip Sidney1110 years 10 months ago
StoryIce Philip Sidney2110 years 10 months ago
StoryBad Memories Rhiannonw710 years 10 months ago
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StoryNot what she’d planned (IP) Rhiannonw1610 years 10 months ago
StoryNew Year – not 1/1 (IP) Rhiannonw910 years 10 months ago
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StoryCow Hey 8 - Letter back jeand610 years 10 months ago
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StoryThe Tale of a Cracker Jigsaw Rhiannonw810 years 10 months ago
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StoryKiss me goodbye! Deliberately Ev...810 years 10 months ago
StoryLittle boy lost … (IP) Rhiannonw1010 years 10 months ago
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Gold cherry

Trumpeting

Bare bones stand lifeless, gaunt and sere – the wood is dark and drear. … a yellow blast is trumpeting from sparkling gold that spring is back –

‘Good’ Friday?

Ugly, unjust excruciating execution – ‘Good’ Friday? Bad Friday? Sad Friday? Day of gloom? … and so, it is Good Friday for it begat the Resurrection Sunday!

Palm Sunday (3)

The Ruler entered humble on a donkey – an untrained donkey that he could calm. The crowd praised now but soon abused, rejected this mighty, righteous...

Spirit's thirst

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] I’m thirsting for the love you bring, as in a lonely land … they turn a blind eye to your face and do not grasp your grace.

Growth Spurt

Springing forward to the sun … embryonic leaves enlarging through protective scales emerging from their winter hide-away now they seek the light of day …

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