Tuesday, April 23, 2024

A red car, small dog, orange mailbox

April 14, 2010 by  
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At last a chance to relax, recharge his mind, and body, perhaps later to start research on his next project. These thoughts occupied the mind of author Dafydd Morgan, winner of the book of the year prize, a second success in four years. Now that all the presentation awards, endless book signings were over, he […]

A Place Of Safety

April 14, 2010 by  
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For more than seventy years, I have kept secret my faith in that beautiful tree and in all that time it has never failed me. In times of great stress,and sometimes great danger,i simply climb up into its branches, letting my mind absorb its magic, and I know I am safe in its embrace. As […]

A Moment In Time

April 14, 2010 by  
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All day the sounds of gunfire, exploding shells, screaming planes, chattering machine guns, exploding bombs – all causing death and destruction. Long lines of soldiers leaving the flimsy safety of the sand dunes, the lucky ones boarding boats, and being rowed out to larger craft and survival. This was the scene on the beach at […]

A Child Remembers

April 14, 2010 by  
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The ornate gates, and imposing pillars, erected in memory of all who died in WW1, now also for WW2 ,and those who gave their lives in all wars since. A fitting cenotaph where the people of Oswestry, Shropshire, England, could meet to show their respect and gratitude to the fallen. On this day we met […]

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