Hands open
“Assume a posture of giving or receiving,” the instructor said. We sat around a heavy table scarred by tools and encrusted in dried media, hands extended in front of us. She came around and poured plaster into our hands. We … Continued
Grandpa’s Story: How I Spent Labour Day
How I Spent Labour Day by Donald E. Duck (my grandfather, written c. 1931). [Helene was his older sister, my great aunt.] On Monday morning I started to make a flower bed of my own. I had to dig sods … Continued
hidden journal
My mother reported to me that the contractors doing renovations on the farmhouse discovered one of my old diaries hidden in my ceiling tiles! I don’t remember hiding a journal there, but it seems like something I would do – … Continued
Watershed community
We spent the weekend in the forest, contemplating what God is showing us about community through nature. A friend gave us a tour and shared his insights about the watershed that provides drinking water to the Greater Vancouver Regional District. … Continued
Grandpa’s Story
I found my Grandpa’s 1929 composition workbook from 50 years before the picture (previous post) was taken. Grandpa’s 1929 composition notebook, age 9 A Trip by Aeroplane Once upon a time there lived a little boy who’s name was Jack … Continued
Golden Mean
As part of my fine arts studies at Emily Carr, I spent the day putting together an art project to demonstrate “the golden mean.” There were lots of rules: it had to be black and white, had to consist of … Continued