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‘Time’ – a poem by volunteer, Sarah Twigg

How much I have frittered away Leaving loaded expectations hanging on lost tomorrows I’ll attend to my dreams later Like they were just dreams …floating in the distance Like somehow they would just happen if I waited …and waited …and distracted myself …and waited. Time isn’t that thing you had last Tuesday when you sat down in front of your …

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The Beginning by Sarah, aka Twiggy.

As the warm summer breeze sweeps through Embercombe, with it a new group of volunteers come to join the community. The summer’s programme is a short one, just 2 months, and we are already 2 weeks in, but it feels like a lifetime in the most wonderful of ways. The beginning is always daunting. Even as I start to write …