How does your garden grow?
Life Lessons

How does your garden grow?

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Mary, Mary, quite contrary, How does your garden grow? With silver bells, and cockle shells, And pretty maids all in a row. My garden never ceases to amaze me. There was some definite and intentional planning that went into what was planted. In each season a different plant or flower seems to take centre stage. In Summer there is a… Continue reading How does your garden grow?

My 10 minutes of turbulence
Life Lessons

My 10 minutes of turbulence

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I love flying. I love the exhilaration of the takeoff as the airplane picks up speed on the runway and then fluidly lifts into the air. I love the landing with the rush down the runway. I love looking out the window (I'm a window seat girl!) at the clouds that look like soft cotton wool or the cities below when it is… Continue reading My 10 minutes of turbulence

Bridge over troubled water
Ponderances

Bridge over troubled water

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When you're weary, feeling small, When tears are in your eyes, I will dry them all; I'm on your side. When times get rough And friends just can't be found, Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down. Like a bridge over troubled water I will lay me down. When you're down… Continue reading Bridge over troubled water

We will remember
Life Lessons

We will remember

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  "At the going down of the sun and in the morning, we will remember them." Anzac Day 2015. Across our land today people gathered together to the sound of the last bugle, to the roar of wartime planes flying overhead and canons firing in salute, to the minute's silence. We gathered to remember all those who fought in wars… Continue reading We will remember

A Sacred Space.
Quiet Times

A Sacred Space.

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Sacred: - dedicated or set apart for the service or worship; entitled to reverence, respect, awe A small town church with wooden pews and arched windows. A stained glass window gracing the entry. The Liturgy placed on every pew. The smell of wood polish. Familiar. Comforting. Sacred. I hadn't been into this church for years. Stopping… Continue reading A Sacred Space.