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StoryThose Were the Days... Silver Spun Sand1815 years 4 months ago
StoryVanilla, a Choice of Season Richard L. Prov...415 years 4 months ago
StorySunday sorrow Mummy Penguin715 years 5 months ago
StoryEarly in the Year. Luly Whisper615 years 6 months ago
StoryNature's Songs L G Meadows615 years 6 months ago
StoryAttempts at Haiku. ScoZen1815 years 6 months ago
StoryDisasters Rhiannonw215 years 7 months ago

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My stories

Operation Sat-Nav

My SatNav sends its message out to satellites in the sky, and they can tell, without a doubt, its source, as overhead they fly. They then ‘speak’...

An unintentional ‘flutter’ (IP)

She had some raffle tickets to raise money for her school, she knew I’d want to help but … her Mum would never win …

Why did he say … he is the Door? (3)

The door to the fold, safety, security, and to pasture, soul nourishment, support and encouragement: no life cramping, restricting, damping,...
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Bute Park, Cardiff (IP)

[cf Iolo’s Great Welsh Parks (1) BBC 2, 6.30pm 5/8/2013] From the castle and shops past flower beds ablaze, and sports fields; roam woods (… green...
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City Traces (IP)

The nest of a falcon, pigeons galore, squirrels collecting and burying their store. But we miss the high hills, and the countryside sound, and pine...

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