“Amen!” Edith Brunner’s flat benediction slapped the silent crowd out of its trance. “No sense standin’ around and gawkin’ like a bunch of sheep.”
“Edith!” Mathilda barked. 321 more words
I can’t knit to save my life, but I can spread the word of this glorious, grassroots inspired charity. And so can you.
Just for the record, I met Sandy McDonald – the ‘niece in Australia’ – last Wednesday at a Volunteers Day orientation at the Diamond Valley Living and Learning Centre. 217 more words
Passion is flowing up from the deepest part of me, so much so it threatens to choke me if I don’t open the valve, so I speak out. 743 more words