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The life and thoughts of Freda Marshall, a retired Church of Scotland minister living amongst the mountains and glens of Argyll.Pages
Monthly Archives: October 2006
Are they here?
Who? The joiners. No. Perhaps if I said, “Not yet” it would put me in a better mood.
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Rain
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Loving
Just occasionally, I write something in my journal that is worthwhile. This is about how love is important. …….Hang on to loving. Loving family and friends. Loving life and relationships. Loving animals and home. Loving God. Loving life. Loving myself. … Continue reading
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Toad Hall
Letting Misty out at night has become fraught with difficulties. The back door is currently out of action, so she has to go out the front which necessitates a nifty piece of ballet (from me not her) to get the … Continue reading
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Walk
Took the dog for a walk in the wind and horizontal rain – it all reminded me of living in the Western Isles long long ago. Was it worth all the puffing and peching? Well, since we came home, Misty … Continue reading
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Talents
A talent grows by being used, and withers if it is not used….. Don’t know where that thought is going, but it came from May Sarton.
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The Queen Mother
Have just finished the Hugo Vickers biography of the Queen Mother. It was a compelling read, though I am left with a sense of otherness about a life lived in such privilege and duty. What it does show, is that … Continue reading
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Language
I get fed up with jargon. Years ago, someone started saying At this moment in time….and now you hear it everywhere. I suppose it has come to mean more than “now”. After that there was NGO or local government speak……best … Continue reading
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Long long ago
Many years ago I was visiting an old (very old) lady in a nursing home. Her son, who was in his seventies, had just died. I wondered how I could ever find words of comfort. Instead, she gave me a … Continue reading
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