I write about ordinary days wrapped in a faith that keeps me afloat in a world where storms show up without warning.
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It’s April 20 and, here in southern Saskatchewan, we’re under a snowfall warning for the third day in a row. It looks more like January than April outside. One could become discouraged if not for an unrelenting faith that spring…
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A Gray Day
It is gray and raining. We are still under a winter storm watch, but the above-freezing temperatures give me cause to believe it won’t amount to much here in Moose Jaw. Maybe I’m being overly optimistic—time will tell. It’s likely…
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Everybody’s Talking
It’s Monday after a week of Makiya being off school for Easter break and we’re back on what seems like a bit of a treadmill today. Gerry drove her to school, came home, and picked me up. I drove him…
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White
I woke to white, not what one wants to see in mid-April. Hello? Mother Nature? Are you listening? It won’t stay on the ground long and I’m consoled by the fact that two days ago my friends back in Kamloops…
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What I Want To Be When I Grow Up
This has been the first real week of spring here in southern Saskatchewan and it’s been a joy to be outside. The sidewalks on our street have been filled with kids on scooters from morning to evening. I watched flocks…
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It’s Sprung
It’s a tad tardy this year, but spring has sprung here in south Saskatchewan. We spend most of the afternoon outside yesterday and it is glorious. The melt is in full force and that means it’s mud season too. I…