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A little lake of tarnished green deepening into a blood-orange at the margins

Posted on June 7, 2014 by mafalda

In Edinburgh Sacramental fast-days were observed on the Thursday before the last Sunday of April and October; they were discontinued in 1887. The ‘Song of Deborah and Barak’ is from the Bible, Judges 5. [Dots between square brackets indicate cuts … Continue reading →

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