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This is my first ever attempt at painting with oils… palette knives… and of using the easel my Dad made for me 18 months ago. It came about when a few different things came together. The desire to paint, the specific idea – and a challenge I received to stop taking in extra information for a week. Lo and behold some deeper thoughts of my own made their way through – and some time to be creative in a range of ways.
Continue reading “Pivot”
Bonjour!
Today’s Table Traveller recipe was inspired by the movie Ratatouille and from when I ate Ratatouille on our holiday in Paris. I wanted to eat it since I’d seen the movie, and be able to say I’d had it! We had lunch on our first day in Paris in a little cafe beside Notre Dame. We didn’t take a photo of it but I really loved it so Mum and I made it today.
I’ve never considered myself our kids entertainment agent but having a small person without in-house playmates is very different to to previous crew of 6 who always had someone to play or hang out with. The idea of this chart is to help Miss T stay busy through the holidays, not rely on media, have a storehouse of ideas, keep experimenting and have fun in a way I’ve semi-planned for her – though she still has many many choices.
Continue reading “Busy bodies – kids holiday challenges”
I got curious about the word ‘proclaim’ when it leapt out at me during a Communion service some years ago so I did some thinking and searching… This section was where my attention was grabbed:
Continue reading “Proclaiming His Death – to whom?”
The woman described in Proverbs 31 brings anything and everything between motivation and interest to sighs and groans of loathing. This will depend on the age and season of the woman and her experience of marriage and family – but mainly it will depend on the way she has perceived the passage to have been taught. This little offering of mine is to share some thoughts as I see the chapter in question…
Continue reading ““That” woman!”
On this night ten years ago we waited with anxious hearts for this one more night which was to make the difference between teams of doctors and nurses working to save – or not – the life of our first little (tiny) grandbaby. 22 weeks and 6 days gestation – certain death… 23 weeks gestation – full support and a chance at life.
Continue reading “The difference a day makes”
Something that gives me great hulking bunches of joy is when it is clear a child understands for a bright dazzling moment – how very much you love them.
Continue reading “In the silence”
I remember learning in school that there were five senses. Just lately I’ve read a couple of things suggesting that there are way MORE than five. The five we know… sight, touch, taste, smell, hearing…
Continue reading “The box is too small”
Borders.
We all have borders in our lives.
Some are bad and need to be broken down.
Some are good – God given even – and exactly as they need to be.
For the season that they will be.
It is *these of which I speak.
The *God sent ones.
I have a speculation regarding the number 40 in the New Testament… My speculation is this.
Continue reading “40 something”