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our village (20)

It happens to everyone around here eventually, at some point, even though you’ve been told not to walk through the village alone at night, or maybe in some cases… 984 more words

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an eruption of guilty birds
in headlong flight
from the grape-vine

drunken commuters
racing for the last bus
shedding wineskins
as they go

New Zealand

Lord, Lift Us Up, Again!

“I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener.”  (John 15: 1)

Excerpt from The Face of Grace: (a book resource we will release this summer.) 433 more words

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our village (12)

I wonder if Lilly-Anne is still afraid of the dark.  When Gretchen used to baby-sit her, that little girl would tell wild stories, horror stories if you ask me, things she dreamed up about life right here in our village.  593 more words

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our village (5)

Let’s take a look for ourselves, shall we? Between your house and mine, if you take the little path behind the houses rather than the road, you pass under the Breckendales’ grape vine. 443 more words

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Grape vine leaves are in abundance at the moment and are sending out lots of growth. I’ve seen grape vines growing in lots of public places and it wouldn’t be difficult to forage some. 350 more words