We St Anne’s web-footed fowl are a musical bunch: found myself on a rock quacking out this chorus: “No storm can shake my inmost calm, While to that rock I'm clinging. Since love is Lord of heaven and earth, How can I keep from singing?” Or quacking... Hope you find something to sing about today, however steep the day may seem... |
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