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The life and thoughts of Freda Marshall, a retired Church of Scotland minister living amongst the mountains and glens of Argyll.Pages
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Falling apart
Took Misty for a walk this morning and stopped to say hello to an neighbour who used to have a cairn. Tripped up the kerb and landed sprawling on the grass beside the pavement, narrowly missing a post with my … Continue reading
Fresh strawberries
Ther is nothing like strawberries straight from the garden. Fortunately Misty hasn’t cottoned onto them ripening on the plants, otherwise she would be in competition with the birds.
A prayer for peace
God of the nations, whose kingdom rules over all: have mercy on our broken and divided world. Shed abroad your peace in the hearts of all people, and banish from them the spirit that makes for war; that all races … Continue reading
Wimbledon
It was tortuous watching Andy Murray versus Andy Roddick in the semi-finals at Wimbledon yesterday. Only good thing – now that there is no Brit in the finals I can really enjoy it for the tennis.
Nematodes update
By popular request – here is the latest on the nematodes experiment. It has been a success. The delphinium plant which had all the shoots eaten away by slugs has now recovered and is sending out new growth prodigously. It … Continue reading
Refunds
By the way – I got my refund back from the dodgy, clunky cash machine. Plus an apology from my bank. Mind you, I suppose it is a bit much to demand that a bank knows whether the machine counts … Continue reading
The Borders
Visiting the Borders today. Long rolling hills instead of high, peaky mountains. Misty loves the adventure.
Nice surprise
Had a busy day yesterday: Oban in the morning – including a superb lunch at Eusk, an “Italian” overlooking the bay. Him Behind the Wheel has coeliac disease and is limited to a strictly gluten free diet. We were pleasantly … Continue reading