It was a gorgeous late summer evening last night - crystal clear night sky, nearly full moon, cool but comfortable temperatures. Betty and I were lounging on the back deck with a glass of wine when the night sky came alive. The aurora borealis, aka. northern lights, made a rare appearance. This is maybe the… Continue reading Friday photos
This week I began work again after a time of sabbatical. And it is good to be working again. The structure for the week, the purposefulness of a place to go where your skills are engaged, the craft of it, the mind/body engagement. It’s good. I missed my work; I was itching to get back… Continue reading For the love of work
I need to read more dead Christians. I'm too blinkered by my cultural biases and need a wisdom from another era. Dorothy Sayers, long gone from this world's stage, wrote an essay called "Why Work?" in 1942. There was a quote that jumped out at me, words that couldn't be more spot on for today's… Continue reading Dorothy Sayers on the consumer economy
Summer is ending ugly here in Calgary. And today, the unthinkable (although highly probable in upper-altitude Calgary) - the S word! I can't bring myself to say that which shall not (yet) be named. So how about a photo from a good hike on a better day.
If you were to build a perfect society, how would you build it? What you would include in it would be telling. But perhaps more revealing would be what you might exclude from your perfect world. McGill ethicist Margaret Somerville wrote this week in a Globe and Mail column about a move in Denmark to… Continue reading The mysterious mirror of disability
A few fun photos of things that caught my eye during a recent trip to Seattle (and oddly emblematic of my life). I loved this breathspray I spotted at Pike Place Market - and the best is the line "Succumb to the fantasy!" For anyone who is not Canadian, now you can give yourself over… Continue reading Friday photos
Ever since I briefly lost my memory during a late-night hockey game with friends in my high school years, I've been fascinated with the role and function of memory. In the high school hockey incident, my helmet-less head hit the ice, the lights went out for a minute but my memory was on hiatus for… Continue reading Don’t forget to remember
Spent time last week camping in the mountains with a group of friends. Spectacular time, fine community, gorgeous scenery, and unbelievable bear activity (we basically made our home with 6 Grizzlies. One of our friends saw one of the bears tear through the bushes near the kids play area at the campground, followed by conservation… Continue reading Friday photos
Betty and I recently attended what may turn out to be our last Calgary Folk Music Festival (cue the tears - we are going to miss this fabulous festival). We've been coming for the past thirteen years and leave Prince's Island Park every year with a few magical performances in our heart and a handful… Continue reading Music for the head and the heart
Raspberries, those tart and tender thimbles, are the perfect finger food. God's good guidance in them is child-like simple: sometimes you should play with your food.
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