Tag: The Fellowship
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Musical Chicks
Today or tomorrow my broiler chicks should arrive. They left McMurrays yesterday and will be delivered by the Post Office truck to the Postmistress then she calls me. So everyone moves along a chair – the Accident Chickens have been shifted out of the Halfway house and into the tin chicken tractor, the Easter chickens…
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Letters For My Baby Girl
The Second Fellowship Book. Letters for my Baby Girl. “Yes my darling girl. That is you.” Our last and first book Letters for my little Sister was written by a group of women from The Fellowship who created an extraordinarily honest and powerful anthology of discussions on The Menopause. It is a very individual and ground breaking…
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Long Arms
I often think my arms are longer than they really are, I reach over a fence or through a gate and just cannot reach the object I am trying to reach. You would think after living this long with these arms I would know by now how long they are. We had almost two and…
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Awake
Awake to Dawn Light. Awake. Really Awake. Barely Awake. Sometimes Awake. Oh, there you are. Awake. Yesterday we were simply awake. Drifting through our day and tired at the end of it. Daisy’s udder is showing considerable fullness. And she stood quietly for almost half an hour while I brushed her and talked to her…
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Beauty Is as Beauty Does.
Sometimes we don’t need many words. Sometimes we need the words of the masters. Because we are surrounded in beauty. “Think of all the beauty still left around you and be happy.” ― Anne Frank “Taking pictures is savoring life intensely, every hundredth of a second.” ― Marc Riboud “Everything has beauty, but not everyone sees it.”…
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