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  • A Whole Lot of Too Much

    I mentioned last time that we traveled to British Columbia to visit our daughter and bring our granddaughter back to Saskatchewan with us for her summer visit. It’s a long way to travel: 1305 km / 811 miles. About 14 hours in total. We overnighted in a hotel part way there, but made it all…

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  • Lessons From the Garden

    It’s 10 a.m. on July 12. I’m just in from watering the garden—the garden I despaired of every producing much given the cool, wet spring and early summer. We were away from home for a few days and such was my lack of faith in my garden, that I wasn’t in the least concerned that…

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  • Some Things I’m Grateful For Right Now

    It’s hockey night in Canada. Well, in the U.S. too, as the Stanley Cup final game between the Edmonton Oilers and Florida Panthers is playing on the big screen. Ordinarily, I’m not all that much of a hockey fan, but . . . So, for the moment at least, I find myself here on the…

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  • The Times, They Are A’Changing

    One morning, while enjoying our first cup of coffee, Gerry and I talk about fruit. If we were still living in British Columbia, we’d be eating our way through flats of fresh strawberries by now, tucking some away in the freezer while eagerly awaiting raspberries and blueberries (my favourite!). I’d be thinking about pulling out…

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  • Small Beneath the Sky

    Small Beneath the Sky: A Prairie Memoir is the name of a book written by Saskatchewan author, Lorna Crozier. It has a home on my bookshelf. I recommend it. How can one feel anything but small when standing beneath the endless Saskatchewan sky? It is where I feel most at home. It’s where I breathe…

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  • Friday’s Fave Five – June 7

    It’s been a while since I shared a Friday’s Fave Five post, so thought I’d pop in with one today. The overarching theme of the week around here has been wind. It kept me indoors and away from my backyard garden sanctuary—disappointing, yes—but with a little intention I’m sure I can come up with five…

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  • A Cosy June

    I wake in the morning thinking about things I want to accomplish in the coming day, hoping the list is on the shorter side. By design, it usually is. This morning: a couple of emails to tend to, share the draft newsletter for InScribe Christian Writers’ Fellowship with the executive, put a pot of chicken…

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  • Ordinary Time

    I have a tendency to overcomplicate and wrestle with the paradox between embracing divine mystery and dotting all i’s and crossing t’s in terms of theology. What did Jesus mean when he said this? Where is God in this situation? Why did God do this? Was that even God’s doing? What does God want me…

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  • Intention

    It’s been a good week. Coffee with friends on Sunday afternoon, photographing storm clouds, and visiting and enjoying lunch with my cousin and her husband in Swift Current yesterday. These delights peppered amidst mornings spent planting and puttering and wandering in the garden with a mug of coffee looking for new growth. Some days, windows…

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  • Ask AI No Questions And It’ll Tell You No Lies

    There’s an inviting blue circle where the familiar hourglass on the social media app on my phone once was. Ask Meta AI anything or Search, it invites and, going a step farther, he/she/it presents options based on the algorithm. Best outdoor furniture. Digital photography tips. What makes D.S. Motors unique? (I have no idea who…

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  • An Afternoon In The Old Neighbourhood

    The moment I see it on my Facebook feed, I know I’ll go. Gerry and I don’t, as a rule, go to garage sales, but one held in the Christian education center attached to the church where I was baptized (the first time), where I attended Sunday School as a kid, went to Brownies, and…

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  • Backyard Sanctuary

    I am sitting on our lower back deck in the shade of the gazebo while the curtains wave gently in the breeze. The other day, I let loose the curtains that have been tied back in each of the four corners of the gazebo for the first time. Yes. You read that right. The gazebo…

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