Mrs Marshall, a little Welsh lady migrated to Australia with her husband and seventeen year old son. The couple wanted a better life for their son and thought a new start in Australia might be the answer. One of Mrs Marshall’s problems was a tree in the wrong place in her backyard. She applied… Continue reading THE TREE LOPPER
Suddenly I heard that ‘quiet, still voice’ of the Spirit whisper to me, ‘One of these days you’ll be doing that.’
Very few people would think of themselves as a David pitted against a Goliath, yet when their back is to the wall, they turn into a David, rescuing people from certain death,
Cupid’s arrow found its target and we married. Sixty-six years later we still fizz with the magic,
He smiled, wiped the sweat from this brow, raised his bow to quiet us, and then he said - not boastfully, but in a quiet, pensive, reverent tone - "You know, sometimes it is the artist's task to find out how much music you can still make with what you have left."