
The first flower of the year blossoms in grey January.
‘Let us not sigh, but sing. All is well, however hard the wind blows.’
Charles Spurgeon – The Chequebook of the Bank of Faith
The first flower of the year blossoms in grey January.
‘Let us not sigh, but sing. All is well, however hard the wind blows.’
Charles Spurgeon – The Chequebook of the Bank of Faith