Part 3: And now, a time for dancing
Three Winter Tales of Darkness and Light will be available in a booklet illustrated by the wonderful Siân Bailey from Cosi & Veyn in autumn 2020: http://www.cosiandveyn.co.uk
Three winters’ tales, of darkness and light
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MEMOIRS OF A HUSK 
Love it 💕🇸🇾
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Hope you like little miss perfect too… on its way 🙂
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I waited to comment until I had read all three parts…just lovely!
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Oh, thank you Helen! I wondered if they were too … well, anyway, you liked them, and I am glad! Have a wonderful feast if you are having one, all the best, Mary.
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Have feasted with friends until yesterday evening…now settling in for peace and quiet and light meals!
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It just gives me a warm, safe feeling. Yes, lovely. Merry Christmas to you and the prof.
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And Merry Christmas (Boxing Day now) to you too! Have a great time with the crowd 🙂
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Thank you for this lovely gift of reading and images. It is very early Christmas morning and this is just the touch of magic to start the day with a lighter step. Wishing you peace and light now and always. x
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That’s perfect Ardys, I was hoping someone would start Christmas with the last one and feel the magic – so glad you enjoyed it. Wishing you a happy, peaceful and healthy 2018 (and for the days between now and then too!) x
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A lovely story for Christmas, leaves you with a warm feeling, adding to the spirit of Christmas. Hope you both have a wonderful day.
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Thanks Ron, hope yours was good too. Happy Boxing Day!
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It is magic. You take ordinary words and weave them into something evocative… and somehow I am Dora, I feel the comfort of the secret that “soothes like a cooing dove when she feels the emptiness grow too much” and “the joy almost too much to bear” when I see “tiny, delicate points of light scintillate in the darkness. Blue and green, red and gold. And one, dazzling white.”
Oh, thank you Mary so much for this wonderful festive gift of three stories that have been the perfect interlude on a pleasantly rainy, leisurely Boxing Day morning ♡
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I am so glad you felt the magic, Dale, that’s what they I write them for. Have a lovely time these few special days and thank you as always for not just reading but your reflections. x
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Thank you Mary for this lovely ending to the trilogy.Again so naturally supernatural and compelling.A joyful passing.xx
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Glad you liked it Judy, I did worry that it might adversely affect those of you who had recently, sadly, lost loved ones, but it had to comeout this way and I tried to make it a message of hopefulness and light. All the very best to you for the coming year, let’s speak soon. x
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A deeply touching story. Thank you.
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Thank you, Michael Graeme for reading it – and taking the trouble to say so.
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Quite a tale with so many great lines/phrases.
“But Dora hugs a secret close to her heart. It soothes like a cooing dove when she feels the emptiness grow too much.”
Thanks for the wonderful story
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Phew, you made it to the end. I feel I have to write a seasonal tale then wonder if anyone else will relate to it so glad you enjoyed it. M
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A lovely tale, Mary, to end your beautiful trilogy. Like others, I love the idea of a secret being a ‘cooing dove’ (soft and warm and close to your heart). You are a clever one! Lots of love for 2018 to you both xx
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Thanks Christa, glad you enjoyed them and a very happy new year to you and lots of love, Mxx
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I thought I’d read them all before commenting; yes, Mary, these are magic, but not the tainted, spangly idea concept which that word conjures up in many modern minds, nor the quirkiness of Potter, but the old magic, the magic of the earth and the pagans, which still nestles in our ancient shared mind to offer both solace and fear, but, most of all, wonder, which you reflect so marvellously in everything you say about nature around you. Most of us have an instinctive feel for that link with the earth, though we cannot express it as fully as you do in these beautiful tales. As in most of what you write, there is within them a preoccupation with life and death and redemption and a sort of understanding of the times of the year when these things come together and overlap. The coming together of the everyday and the fantastical, the natural and the supernatural, the cycle of death and rebirth, hope and despair, endings and new beginnings. Yes, the cooing dove is a fabulous image, but the articulate, epic picture of how we all fit into the mind blowing order of the universe charms me even more. The personal mingled with the majestic, that is your gift. Wrong time of year, but I feel immersed in a Midsummer Night’s Dream. 🙂
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Midsummer Night’s Dream – my favourite! Thank you, again, Steph. I think when the time comes for you to leave the hassles of education behind your path as a writer stretches ahead, such wonderful words and so gratefully received I can assure you! Yes, you are perceptive and know me well enough to see the influences at work, redemption is so important and in the natural world it is everywhere. I am really touched by your praise as it comes from a deep well of knowledge and expertise and all I can say is – thank you. Thank you so much. Mx
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