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StoryGod is on Our Side Richard L. Prov...214 years 1 month ago
StoryLost and Found - a song amlee414 years 1 month ago
StoryI Am your Dad Richard L. Prov...414 years 2 months ago
StorySum valiswaverider414 years 2 months ago
StoryDaydreaming skinner_jennifer1814 years 3 months ago
StoryThe Lighthouse Richard L. Prov...214 years 3 months ago
StoryJesus Loves You mcscraic114 years 3 months ago
StoryThose Were the Days... Silver Spun Sand1814 years 4 months ago
StoryVanilla, a Choice of Season Richard L. Prov...414 years 4 months ago
StorySunday sorrow Mummy Penguin714 years 4 months ago
StoryEarly in the Year. Luly Whisper614 years 5 months ago
StoryNature's Songs L G Meadows614 years 5 months ago
StoryAttempts at Haiku. ScoZen1814 years 5 months ago
StoryDisasters Rhiannonw214 years 6 months ago

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My stories

Hurricane Katia’s tail-edge

Llŷn peninsula, north-west Wales, September12&13 Lashing, dying hurricane tail, bashing, pushing, gusty gale: whirling map-bag – whipping, slapping; wrenching hat to make it rocket,

Sowing and Reaping

There's more than one kind of harvest

Timelines Chs. 15 &16 (final) Rescue-Applied, and Completion

[The Supreme Being, had made the sphere and stars; the wardens had turned away from his delightful service, and lost much blessing; he had come to take their due penalty, death, but then …]

Trumpkin meets Aslan (from Prince Caspian)

With hint of roar, ‘Now, where’s that one who has so firmly said, he hasn’t seen, does not believe in lions – I must be dead!’ Devoid of speech, with trembling knees,

View from Stac Polly, (Stac Pollaidh) (IP)

(place of unexpected, strange, particular pleasure)

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