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Monthly Archives: June 2012
Something rather curious happens to me on occasion as I lay in bed before getting in up the morning. With my eyes closed, I am in an in between – one where God has started the day hours before, working without me, and my work has yet to begin. It is a magic hour – my magic hour (or at least a couple minutes). I am in a vulnerable position.
Welcome summer! A new season, a new time to reflect and perhaps relax. However, I find myself swamped with textbooks already as I try to learn German for a proficiency exam before going back to school in the fall. I have recently felt, as it would seem so do many of my current companions, that we have fallen into an in-between. So today before I launch into translating a few
I’m three decades old today. Old enough to say, over 20 years ago I remember what happened. I was 10 years old. It was a heated election year; I didn’t really understand what that was about. Not sure I do now either. The Berlin wall fell just a few years prior and we had a piece of it framed on our wall from my uncle. I looked at this piece
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“I saw a recipe for stuffed artichokes…” “Oh I know where that recipe is,” I said and was out of my chair in an instant. “She has this gift,” Beth said to her visiting sister smiling. “Name a recipe in this house and she can turn to the page.” “I can?” I inquired completely oblivious from the cookbook shelf. I pulled the first cookbook off the shelf that I thought
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Tagged creativity, Dinner, food, gardening, Homestead, recipe, seasonal eating, Urban Farm
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