Rhiannonw

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My stories

Cherry

Conkers

Conker, lying on the ground, are you waiting to be found – while you’re hard and shiny still – by a little boy who will hoard, delight in you, but may bore a hole so he can play

Truth

Truth has always been and is; lies had to be invented – some may frighten, some may please, – but truth can’t be supplanted; for truth is truth and cannot ever

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

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