On reading these verses, written by St. Paul, I am struck by the sense that they were written specifically for…
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Young-Steer-a-Running…
This morning while walking I was thoroughly amused by this field of young steer. As I pass they start to…
Nature’s Spun Sugar…
After a steady rain all night mornings are invariably damp and sometimes misty. They hold secrets. Walking back home towards…
A Listening Sense…
As if my senses weren’t heightened enough from what my eyes were beholding in Jasper’s Horseshoe Canyon, my ears could…