Reflections of composting in the garden and in the heart I am sitting here near the compost heap this morning in order to get in touch with the topic. My confession is this: The compost was the first thing I worked on when I moved into my new home. I discovered that I don’t even … Continue reading Sunday’s Confessions from a Compost Heap
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My Fictitious Little Shop of Delights.
If you were going to open up a shop, what would you sell? In my little shop you would find whatever delighted you because, you see my dear friend, at the threshold of my door stands Empathy, Discernment and Intuition. In a magical moment matter materializes into whatever you are searching for as they quickly … Continue reading My Fictitious Little Shop of Delights.
Morag Noffke 