After four days at St. Michael’s College and Starting Well at Toronto School of Theology I flew back to Winnipeg. It was wonderful to spend Father’s Day in Kenora with my Dad and enjoy a dinner of one of my favourites, Sorrel Soup. Monday we returned to Winnipeg via Anola, Manitoba and picked up a canine addition to our family. We have been with out a dog for a little over a year now. My Darling has been missing the click, click of nails on the hardwood. He found this boy on Kijjii, he had been previously owned by an elderly lady who had returned him to the breeder when she went into a seniors’ home that didn’t allow dogs. Not surprisingly he is a little undisciplined, although he walks on a lead really well. His worse habit is the impulse to herd cars. He didn’t anwer to his name (the same as my Darling’s!) so we have renamed him Haggis. He is 2 1/2 years old (birthday is one before my Darling’s — Whaaaat?!) He thinks he is a lap dog and at sometime in his life called permanent and perpetual ‘Shotgun’. Wrestling a 80 pound dog into the back seat for 1800 kilometres was not fun. He is settling in quite well, a bit of separation anxiety when we leave the house, but it is decreasing all the time. He is a gentle boy, very friendly and is becoming quite attached to his new parents. Plus, he is beautiful!
The fabric is left over from the Advent Banners. It is coming together well. This little project is going on a trip to Oklahoma on the 20th of June. The top should be completed by the end of the day and on the long arm this evening.
Genesis 33:12 “Then Esau said, “Let us journey on our way, and I will go alongside you.”
A week’s holiday did not materialize as planned. We only had three and a half days. We had been planning a golf and wine tour of the BC interior for some time. Similar to a weekend two years ago, when we went to Whitehorse for dinner and a movie, this time it was Armstrong for lunch and a golf game. It was a lovely time, though much too short. The golf game was fun, in spite of rain on the last two holes and dinner with a classmate from seminary was great. On the return trip we stopped in Prince George and picked up a Boler trailer that my sister had purchased.
Here it is pictured at a stop we made at Bijou Falls.
We were so impressed that we had to stop for a while and take pictures. Even these do not do the scene justice.
Beyond Bijou Falls we had some amazing views of the last of the Rockie Mountains as we crossed the Pine Pass and then headed east to Chetwynd.
Holidays! It’s an event packed weekend. My parents are celebrating their 55th wedding anniversary. My brother is turning 47 on the same day. And Sunday my first grandbaby-daughter is being baptised into the family of God.
Today my two sisters, my parents and I traveled to visit my brother who lives 2 hours away from the Farm. The day was filled with laughter, strange movie references “These are not the ‘droids you are looking for!”, stories that might have sounded like a kidnapping to someone evesdropping, “You are not listening to me. I have the pizza.”, and twenty questions on the trip home that started conversations about food, bucket lists, places we’d been and a few tales out of school about school. Nana, sisters M and N played Wii Dance Off 4 with nephews GR and Y. Even dad had a pretty good day. Naturally we had to stop at Morden’s Chocolates for Russian Mints, Mixed Nut Brittle, bags of ‘seconds’ and Almond Crunch Clusters (I should have bought some of the latter…).
Pictured above is the quilt I am racing to finish by Sunday for my grand-daughter. I am half done the binding as I type. Cute, isn’t it? Just like my A.A.E.P!
This weekend I was in Toronto (otherwise known by themselves as the centre of the universe) for a Pension and Benefits meeting at the denomination’s office at 50 Wynford Drive. They have this lovely quilt hanging beside the door to the Assembly Council office. There are some inspiring techniques used that I will keep in mind for the future. The leaves have craft wire down the centres attached with a sewn zigzag stitch. At the extended end of the wire is a little eye hook that allows the leaf to be sewn to the quilt.
We are currently on our way back home, waiting for our connection in Edmonton.
In 1950 Col MacLean (yes, of MacLean’s magazine fame) left 250 acres of land near Pulinch, Ontario to the Presbyterian Church in Canada. It has been and is a blessing to our denomination and is rich in history.
(For more information or if interested see here)
Currently it serves as A place apart … to come together, a peace and beauty filled retreat from our busy world, it is a destination for a variety of groups and individuals for meetings, visioning, building community, meditation and study.
My first opportunity to visit Crieff was for the Guidance Conference required by the denomination for people entering ordained ministry.
This fall I returned, as a member of the Pension and Benefit Committee of the PCC. We gathered on a Sunday evening for fellowship and dinner followed by a meeting. The committee stayed overnight in Lodge accommodations, either St. Matthew or St. Mark.
Even though the work load is quite heavy mentally, the time spent there was lovely, restful and had all the elements of a retreat.
Once the ‘business’ was concluded, I confess the temptation to remain was strong. Life is rather crazy at the moment, I could use a break from it all.
1 Corinthians 14:26
What then, brothers and sisters? When you come together, each one has a hymn, a lesson, a revelation, a tongue, or an interpretation. Let all things be done for building up.