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 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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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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…