Waste not
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Waste not

I went duck hunting with Mr. Dave Gregory of Langley, B.C., on the Nicomekl River, a lazy stream in south Surrey. It was about 1982. We normally hunted puddles in flooded fields but a cold snap had frozen everything except the ocean marshes and the tidal portions of a few rivers. Dave had chest waders…

To Forever Wonder
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To Forever Wonder

Recently, I took Rachel and Janneke for their yearly visit to our paediatric neurologist at McMaster Children’s Hospital. Visits like this are long, but the length is intentional. We make time to review everything about the girls – emotional, physical and developmental. Though I need a large coffee in hand, I appreciate the comprehensive family-centred…

A fantastic comedy
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A fantastic comedy

Many years ago, when teaching in a small Christian elementary school, I had my first encounter with a parent adamant about removing a novel from the language arts curriculum. The novel was A Wrinkle in Time by Christian author Madeleine L’Engle. It won the 1963 Newberry Medal for best children’s book of that year and…

Left-brained church
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Left-brained church

I took an intro to drawing class some years back at the Button Factory, a brick factory turned community arts centre here in Waterloo. My teacher was a genial, white-bearded man with the sort of monastic disposition that comes with being resolutely attentive and devoted to a craft. He was pale, with white tissue paper…

Mail-order tree
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Mail-order tree

This morning, my doorbell rang, and a man handed me an apple tree. I’d ordered it from the local nursery and been surprised to learn that they could deliver it by mail. Now it is sitting in my kitchen, all wrapped in brown paper with red cotton stitching at the top like a bag of…