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the morning sun on time. . begin again. . .
The lines from Tom Atkins Quarry House website from the Poem Making Rope stopped my heart the moment I read the lines . . . . . history . . . . that does not die because a few care enough to remember and live the old ways, sure as faith, and twice as strong…
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With Gratitude served. . . .
Come To My Table Come to my table and sit awhile and I will tell you tales of years gone by, attended by loves and those who held magic in their hands. We have supped and laughed and cried some, but mostly told the tales that love spun out of gold. It was…
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Why Hope Springs Eternal . . . .
The Road To Damascus. . . And Paul, on the road to Damascus, unaware of forces pulling at his thought was none the less surprised. In the privacy of mind, how could an invasion of thought not his own be in conference? So it is, in the wars of the visible and invisible worlds, the…