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Isaiah, listening
I have spent too much time this week reading. There are too many hard stories to read. The American election did not turn out as […]
I have spent too much time this week reading. There are too many hard stories to read. The American election did not turn out as […]
We celebrated our wedding anniversary last week. Fourteen years. So, I gave the Spouse a box of magnets. It was just a jumbled collection of […]
The psalmist pulled my sleeve this morning right when everything else was quiet. Sunshine pooled on the carpet in the living room where Plum […]
We didn’t count down to midnight this year. The stars should have been aligned – my parents were staying with us and our youngest […]
Today, I stood in the rainy school playground with a Bangladeshi mum. Like me, she stands there everyday, waiting with a small boy for her […]
I’ve been thinking about my Granny this week. It was her birthday a couple of days ago and I told my kids so they kept […]
The first candle has been lit and Advent begins. On Sunday night, we set our own advent ring on the table at home and […]
It rained this morning but I washed the laundry anyway. Monday brings necessity back into focus after the weekend. Midmorning, the kids and I pulled […]
School here started three weeks ago now, but we’re still at home. It seems that knocking on new doors doesn’t always meant that they will […]
A small boy washed up on a beach, his knees bent beneath him like a child in bed. But he is only cold flesh now, […]
Monday morning and we’ve finally finished the house inventory. The agency that manages our property has produced an exhaustive description of absolutely everything in the […]
The Messy Table has a new table. Heavy wood with solid legs and an extra leaf hidden away underneath, just waiting for our first expanded […]
It’s surely not strange to be up with worry the night before a move. But usually you aren’t worried sick about rodents. We’ve been guinea […]
My Blue’s day started early. He was up with the birds and headed straight out to the garden to look up at the sky. Yesterday, […]
1) The lilies on my table have bloomed. Don’t they looked just like a crowd of faces, all straining and trying their best to get […]
When I was in my last year of high school, I took a writer’s craft course. Which was amazing and enriching, encouraging and all that […]