
Our Autumn woods are poised in a brief magic moment of calm. We enjoy it while the season lasts. It’s time to remember Michaelmas and the work of angels.
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Our Autumn woods are poised in a brief magic moment of calm. We enjoy it while the season lasts. It’s time to remember Michaelmas and the work of angels.
Continue reading “Autumn’s Mellow Wisdom”
We dream of an autumn like the above picture this year. With blazing woods of gold, of children scuffing through piles of crunchy leaves collecting conkers. But who was St Luke?
Continue reading “Autumn’s ‘St Luke’s Little Summer’”Cloud-watching a display that changes throughout the day rarely fails to hold our interest. Its wonder sometimes takes our breath away. What does today have in store?
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