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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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Constant, In the Face of Change
It’s early morning. Molly gifted both of us with a full night’s sleep and I stand, feeling relatively refreshed, looking out over the top of the window blind in our dining area. A crescent moon and Venus shine brightly in the southeastern sky. Constants. There’s a smattering of other lights—stars, or planets, or something else.…
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Broken Plates
Last year at this time, we were sorting and packing in preparation for the big move from Kamloops to Moose Jaw. I snapped a photo of these broken Fiesta dishes that I had been hanging on to, thinking I might use them to make a mosaic of some sort one day. I decided it was…
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Friday’s Fave Five – September 29
It’s the last Friday of September, already; the month whizzed by in a blur. Oh, how I’m looking forward to October and a different pace—though I’ll have to make it intentionally so. I hate to use the “b” word but I can’t help but attach the busy label to the coming month as Gerry and…
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Friday’s Fave Four – September 22
Taking the long way home. I was on the way home from dropping Gerry off at the gym one day this week, and needed a prairie fix. I took my usual route across the 9th Avenue bridge, but instead of turning right on Coteau, I kept going. It’s not far before neighbourhoods give way to…
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Tuesday Thoughts
It must be (almost) fall because I’m nesting. It’s been a long time since I baked, but I’m browsing recipes and made a Starbucks copycat lemon loaf today. (Gerry deems the recipe to be “a keeper.”) There’s a piece of paper on my countertop with the start of a small grocery list. Icing sugar and…
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For the Birds
Gerry and I attend a presentation sponsored by the Moose Jaw Nature Club about birdwatching. The club itself has been on hiatus since you-know-when, but are regrouping and the new president has plans. We’re intrigued and look forward to hearing more. We learn the basics of how to identify birds (size, color, behavior, migration patterns,…
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Friday’s Fave Five – September 15
This week has passed in a blur. I intentionally jotted thoughts on a sticky note on my desk to help me remember some of the highlights so I could do a Friday’s Fave Five post. Here are a few. Haflingers. Recently, I spent more than I ever dreamed on a pair of slippers to wear…
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I’m Over It
I’m feeling a bit over, as in overextended, overwhelmed, overburdened, and really over the pain I’m dealing with in my foot. Nothing serious and nothing in particular just lots on my mind, plates in the air, and a 14-week-old puppy who is as sweet and cute as can be and who has turned out house…
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Apples
I just put an apple crisp in the oven. The aroma of baking apples is quintessential autumn to me. In previous years, I’d work my way through boxes of B.C. apples by making crisps, pies, applesauce, not to mention eating them raw and crisp. This morning, while I peeled apples, I reflected back on all…
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Friday’s Fave Five – September 8
After tapping out a newsy post here yesterday, I wonder if I’ll have anything to say for Friday’s Fave Five. It’s a challenge to look for little moments that spark joy and gratitude sometimes. I am sitting here with a freshly brewed mug of tea (Mother’s Little Helper from David’s Tea), Steve Bell playing on…
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Thursday Thoughts
I don’t know where this week has gone. Discombobulated, given the Labour Day holiday, and, in a sense, a short week (though in retirement there’s really no such thing as a short week). Still, it’s felt a little upside-down. I harvested the last of the tomatoes this week in light of threats of frost not…
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Labour Day
It’s a beautiful Labour Day here in Saskatchewan, and by beautiful, I mean wet. It’s the rainiest day we’ve had all summer, and it’s glorious. Sadly, it’s smoky too. Even more sad, this seems to have become the norm. For the time being, I’m focusing solely on the gift of rain that we need so…
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