Rhiannonw

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StorySunday sorrow Mummy Penguin714 years 11 months ago
StoryEarly in the Year. Luly Whisper615 years 1 week ago
StoryNature's Songs L G Meadows615 years 2 weeks ago
StoryAttempts at Haiku. ScoZen1815 years 2 weeks ago
StoryDisasters Rhiannonw215 years 1 month ago

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My stories

No Crash-Landings!

How does the busy little bee land neatly on the breeze-blown tree? The engineer scratched his head, ‘Why do our robots crash instead – we’ve done...

Visiting Slimbridge

[birds, ducks, swans … and …!]

Today is Whitsun/Pentecost (2)

Jesus told them he must go – not only so that they could know pardon for all their sin, but so his Spirit he to them could send to strengthen, help...

Hot Air, Cold Showers (IP)

… In the sky we paint a picture, no principles of architecture, its airy-fairy mist foundation comes down to earth: precipitation.
Cherry

London, then and now (IP)

Crowdy, rowdy, slums and wealth, costers, brewers, fresh-dug sewers (– somewhat improving smells and health), opulence and poverty, kindness and...

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