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A shortish walk up to the end of the tarred road, and a lift back to the manse. Tomorrow, I cross the Cheviots by the Salters' Road. Support is here again, the showers never really looked likely today, I have new boots and the scenery is stunning ... an OK day. Question time... The pink ish rock underlying many of the roads round here appears to be quarried in a hill a few miles away. Anyone know what it is? Answer time... People are trying to flog schemes like this in the Northumberland countryside Who had the time to make this pattern in the dust with their fingers, near Trewhitt Hall? Cheviots Tree Of The Day cheviots Cheviots and support |
Prayer "For we like sheep" "have gone astray", have gambolled and played like lambs and lost our bearings, have got on the wrong side of the fence, have wandered into danger on the road, have been delighted as a lamb wags its tail when sucking, have called out despairingly to our parents or to their memory, have been lame, have cared for the young and vulnerable, have run blindly after someone who seems to know where they going, have been cold, have been wet, have been innocently happy, have loved, have known our own frailty. God bless us and all humanity. | ||
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