word from Wormingford 19th February, 2010

word from Wormingford
Ronald Blythe reflects on St Paul’s words on love — and women
 Mtins with morning tea .  Very early.   The sun tips the fields with indescribable glory. Thousands of starlings wing north on a bird Haj. Am I approaching Lent, or is Lent approaching me?
It is dreadfully cold, and the Bemerton servants will be [...]

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Ronald Blythe considers two new acquisions for his library
 
TWO books have joined each other on the library table, and will most likely stay there for many a long year. One is Andrew Linzey’s extraction from the Gospels of The Sayings of Jesus, the other is Diarmaid MacCulloch’s vast A History of Christianity. The Lord’s few [...]

Continue reading about word from Wormingford 12th February 2010

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Ronald Blythe catches a glimpse, albeit briefly, of spring
 
 
SPRING arrived today. The white cat and I, toasting our bottoms on opposing radiators, watched it through the window. For a few hours, January stepped down, and April stood up to be counted. How happy we were. As I collected the post, I marked a [...]

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Ronald Blythe admires some expert hedge-laying
 
 
DRIVING to church through the melted snow lakes, we very nearly brake with astonishment. Duncan has laid his mainly hawthorn hedge. Not given it what-ho! with what his father used to call “the murderer” — the machine that did as much in an hour as the old whiter [...]

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