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StoryThe Prodigal Silver Spun Sand811 years 4 months ago
StoryDull-day Lamps Rhiannonw811 years 4 months ago
StoryMarch Rhiannonw911 years 4 months ago
StoryFebruary Rhiannonw1111 years 4 months ago
StoryJanuary Rhiannonw2011 years 4 months ago
CollectionThe Months of the Year Rhiannonw011 years 4 months ago
StoryIl Festival della Canzone luigi_pagano611 years 4 months ago
StoryHedgehogs Rhiannonw811 years 4 months ago
StoryNot My Usual morning prettyrose1311 years 4 months ago
StoryCool For Kittens in Spring skinner_jennifer1011 years 4 months ago
StoryRed Devils -17 Mark Twain jeand1011 years 4 months ago
StoryRed Devils -18 Lincoln and more on Custer jeand1011 years 4 months ago
StorySpotted at Dawn Silver Spun Sand911 years 4 months ago
StoryBeyond the Pale - part 2 jeand711 years 4 months ago
StoryBeyond the Pale - part 1 jeand611 years 4 months ago
StoryHeart Window Rhiannonw611 years 4 months ago
StoryRed Devils -16 Charles Dickens jeand811 years 4 months ago
StoryRed Devils -15 - the last farewell of the Custers jeand1411 years 4 months ago
StoryRed Devils -14 The Indians get revenge on Tom Custer - part 2 jeand911 years 4 months ago
StoryRed Devils -12 Libby Custer's Tales jeand811 years 4 months ago
StoryThree Liberations markle611 years 4 months ago
StoryFame or flame? (IP) Rhiannonw1311 years 4 months ago
StoryRed Devils -25 Who Won the Prize - and Epilogue jeand1011 years 4 months ago
StoryRed Devils -24 Sitting Bull and the End of the Essay jeand711 years 4 months ago
StoryLife, Love and Laughter! Denzella2711 years 4 months ago

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My stories

Confined

Dashing here and dashing there, never any time to spare; now she can but lie and stare, watch while others work and care. When she has a need, must...

Strife, War

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Always, everywhere strife found, – workplace, nations: splits abound; home and friendship’s irritations grow...
Cherry

Mesmerised

[This is a revision of a piece I posted some years ago, and based on a Welsh poem called ‘Y Gwenci’ (The Weasel) by R Williams Parry, that I liked very much (content and poetic skill) in my childhood.] “I stood transfixed, just stared ahead, I could not move my gaze or tremble, shake …

Helping Recall?

Some have strong eidetic memory (photographic) – useful for Kim’s game and for ‘ Where is my key?’ (viewing detail of places seen); some use mnemonic...

Twister

Funnel swirling winds whirling twirling twister reaching down, sucking up dust and debris, buildings’ buster, chucking pieces further, rushing fast,...

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