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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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A kind of writing
Poetry is a very special kind of writing, and I think this poem by Mary Oliver from her volume Evidence, sums up what we all aim for in the blogging world. We probably all aim to make connections that count … Continue reading
Reach out
Reach out and touch the morning Reach out and feel the breeze Reach in and know the spirit Holding, healing…….loving.
God the Artist
You take the pen and the lines dance. You take the flute, and the notes shimmer. You take the brush, and the colours sing. So all things have meaning and beauty in that space beyond time where you are. How … Continue reading
November thoughts
November – a strange time of year. Nearly Advent Almost a looking forward Yet I want to look back To make sense To let go To grow.
War poem
It takes the ten year old in the family to get his poem published. Here, courtesy of Kieran is his poem on war. World War II W hy, oh why did this war start? O h I hate it with … Continue reading