Church
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A Heartfelt Thanksgiving.
Reflections by the River If you call otters wild, then yes, we’ve seen a sweet couple of them recently… (WPress prompt: wild animals). Coorg will always be one of our fav places in the world: the memories here are rich with change, with life. Top of Mercara Hill is the church we got married at. Continue reading
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Broken Places
It was the first church I’d remember, breaking tiles and a rectangular room with mats. They sat in raggedy rows, some with tobacco stained teeth and rings in their ears. The men too. If they smoked, it was within their teeth: tiny rolled tobacco leaf that glowed and let out its acrid fumes. When the Continue reading
