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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
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I have started so I’ll finish
Tell that to the three drafts of started novels on my PC……..
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Print on demand
Could this new print on demand be something that authors will consider in the future. With the advent of supermarket bargains, we are in danger of books being reduced in availability…….or are we? Fight back, support the Shop Around the … Continue reading
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Another Quiz
According to What European City?…I belong in Dublin. Don’t know about the pub crawl, though I do like the non-smoking bars in the city. Same goes for Scotland, it is a pleasure to go in for a meal without getting … Continue reading
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Wildlife Watch
Heard but not seen – a grasshopper warbler. We appear to be on the limit of their habitat in the UK, but it has livened up the dusk and intrigued the dog. Hurrah that summer has come at last!
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Spring cleaning
Spring cleaning is going to happen – soon. It is too easy to prevaricate though – I baulk at the pile of things that need photographed for ebay, and the books which have somehow come into my life in the … Continue reading
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Shopping
Enjoyed some shopping in the big town today. A lot of time is saved by there being many clothing shops that I walk into and straight out again; either because of noise or styling. I am getting much more interested … Continue reading
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Is it true?
Is it true? Yes – is it true? Will hoping make it so? Hope is the beginning of faith.
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Rest
The church rests waiting for destiny to make its mark. The world wonders hoping for love impossible love.
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Why Good?
How can we call this Friday Good? Because love overcame evil and courage stayed the course.
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Foot washing
Jesus washes the feet of his friends they wriggle, uncomfortable at the gentleness of his hands, and the insistance of his love.
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