The Phoenix Rises

By sheilaM

At the beginning of the rainbow

An almost vertical shaft of light, to the highest rainbow I think I've ever seen.

A day of endings and beginnings.

I may just return to my old guise at work as they finally realise, I have truely had enough of the present debacle.

So baby catcher again it is, but not for a few weeks. No doubt you will be told, soon after I am.
As for the hoped for training, that was not to be. I am but a humble midwife and the training will be taken by one already higher up the tree. I wish her well.

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