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| A winter sunrise at quarter to nine -- an hour and a half after I had tried to give my horse a bit of exercise and suddenly understood what the Psalmist meant when in misery he prayed to God about his enemies: "Let their way be dark and slippery." I continued on my way by car to a meeting of Area Deans with Archdeacon to discuss everything from flood relief funds to the appointment of new clergy. The off to a deanery meeting in the evening. |
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