Feb27 An empty pantry— this too is someone’s story written on the wind. Apr25 Part of your story will never be told again, wind on the prairie. Apr8 an old, old story— death’s angel passing over every bloodstained door Grove Oct9 Autumn afternoon— a golden story unfolds in the aspen grove. Story Nov19 I thought the sparrow had a story to tell me, but it was the wren. Palette Feb4 on Monet’s palette one water lily opens my father’s story Same Jan26 the same old story here today, gone tomorrow— the cherry blossoms Story Dec5 The story can change— not every word’s been written in the book of life. Celebration Aug13 In monasteries it is the same old story— hymns at 3 a.m. Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar
Apr25 Part of your story will never be told again, wind on the prairie. Apr8 an old, old story— death’s angel passing over every bloodstained door Grove Oct9 Autumn afternoon— a golden story unfolds in the aspen grove. Story Nov19 I thought the sparrow had a story to tell me, but it was the wren. Palette Feb4 on Monet’s palette one water lily opens my father’s story Same Jan26 the same old story here today, gone tomorrow— the cherry blossoms Story Dec5 The story can change— not every word’s been written in the book of life. Celebration Aug13 In monasteries it is the same old story— hymns at 3 a.m. Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar
Apr8 an old, old story— death’s angel passing over every bloodstained door Grove Oct9 Autumn afternoon— a golden story unfolds in the aspen grove. Story Nov19 I thought the sparrow had a story to tell me, but it was the wren. Palette Feb4 on Monet’s palette one water lily opens my father’s story Same Jan26 the same old story here today, gone tomorrow— the cherry blossoms Story Dec5 The story can change— not every word’s been written in the book of life. Celebration Aug13 In monasteries it is the same old story— hymns at 3 a.m. Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar
Grove Oct9 Autumn afternoon— a golden story unfolds in the aspen grove. Story Nov19 I thought the sparrow had a story to tell me, but it was the wren. Palette Feb4 on Monet’s palette one water lily opens my father’s story Same Jan26 the same old story here today, gone tomorrow— the cherry blossoms Story Dec5 The story can change— not every word’s been written in the book of life. Celebration Aug13 In monasteries it is the same old story— hymns at 3 a.m. Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar
Story Nov19 I thought the sparrow had a story to tell me, but it was the wren. Palette Feb4 on Monet’s palette one water lily opens my father’s story Same Jan26 the same old story here today, gone tomorrow— the cherry blossoms Story Dec5 The story can change— not every word’s been written in the book of life. Celebration Aug13 In monasteries it is the same old story— hymns at 3 a.m. Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar
Palette Feb4 on Monet’s palette one water lily opens my father’s story Same Jan26 the same old story here today, gone tomorrow— the cherry blossoms Story Dec5 The story can change— not every word’s been written in the book of life. Celebration Aug13 In monasteries it is the same old story— hymns at 3 a.m. Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar
Same Jan26 the same old story here today, gone tomorrow— the cherry blossoms Story Dec5 The story can change— not every word’s been written in the book of life. Celebration Aug13 In monasteries it is the same old story— hymns at 3 a.m. Privacy & Cookies: This site uses cookies. By continuing to use this website, you agree to their use. To find out more, including how to control cookies, see here: Cookie Policy Follow Following Mark M. Redfearn Join 476 other followers Sign me up Already have a WordPress.com account? Log in now. Mark M. Redfearn Customize Follow Following Sign up Log in Report this content View site in Reader Manage subscriptions Collapse this bar
Story Dec5 The story can change— not every word’s been written in the book of life. Celebration Aug13 In monasteries it is the same old story— hymns at 3 a.m.