Heron
He was just Heron, reminding me to keep my feet on the ground.
In, around and beyond our village
He was just Heron, reminding me to keep my feet on the ground.
Dad was a great raconteur and story-teller and to honour his memory, it seems appropriate that I share this story which honours his legacy.
Every year, about seven of us dress up as made-up people and pretend we work together in an office.
Who hasn’t heard that cry, like something primeval calling out to lost souls
Streams are connections that enable us to thrive.
Let’s go..
Community is a word we all know and appreciate..