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Time to trash your rut?

Time to trash your rut?

The old Saskatchewan winter has flipped over to a new Saskatchewan spring. One Friday, when sweet weather made it almost impossible to stick to my writing routine, I complained to my friends on Facebook: ” Outside my garden doors, the birds beckon. Also out there, I notice a (lately) rare combination of sunshine, warmth, and […]

Shoppin’ with Mom on my mind…

Shoppin’ with Mom on my mind…

My mother loved a sweet old antique hymn; one that reminds me why I couldn’t get into a buying mood during my favourite kind of shopping trip awhile back. Friends and I spent the day poking about the shops in the old village of Merickville, Ontario. Every crack in its gazillion bricks oozes Victorian charm. […]

Keep away from children?

Keep away from children?

The tag on my blow dryer’s cord reads: KEEP AWAY FROM CHILDREN. I burst out laughing when I noticed it. …Seventeen months of life behind her. About knee high. Little Lois greeted me at the door of her home this morning, both arms raised. Still in her jammies, runny nose, cereal schmucked all over her […]

Connections

I started a list today. A list of acquaintances whose face and voice I know, and who know mine as well.  The list includes, in bold letters, the names of my husband and family. But John’s there too – he stops regularly by my office. So are Gladys and Shirley and a few others from […]

Thanks a heap!

Payday’s comin’!

“Payday’s comin,’” people often say, when crossed. But what goes around doesn’t always come around quickly. Not even when what went around was a kindness, great or small. Too often, we (myself included) accept those without bothering to pay even a little gratitude back. As though we deserve them. A few weeks ago someone passed […]

Happy Birthday, Mom… from this side of Heaven

Happy Birthday, Mom… from this side of Heaven

My mother would have been 96 on the day I’m writing this column. She died four months ago, at 95. In our frequent conversations, mostly over the phone from two provinces over, and in her last four days as I sat at her bedside, never once did she forget her age. She forgot everyone else’s. […]

Do it all for God’s glory

Do it all for God’s glory

I ‘m sewing again, for the first time in eons. It started with a trip to the store to buy six kitchen chair cushions – and a trip from the store without any kitchen chair cushions. “I refuse to pay $15.99 apiece for cushions I like, let alone ones I don’t,” I told the Preacher later. […]