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Friday Favourites: Here and There
Outside my window the faintest streaks of orange and pink are quickly fading into darkness. And it's only 9 pm. By the end of August o...
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Outside my window the faintest streaks of orange and pink are quickly fading into darkness. And it's only 9 pm. By the end of August o...
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The stars are always above us, swirling in the vast reaches of space, hidden by clouds or, more frequently, by light, that of the sun or o...
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February has never been a favourite month. Growing up in more northerly climes, it seemed that winter had made herself too comfortable and...
Silent and listen are made from the exact same letters and this is where I go when I to talk to God. When my mind becomes silent I listen and I can hear and feel Him. Thanks for your post and stopping in for a visit.
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