A New Thing


Ecclesiastes 1:10   Is there a thing of which it is said, “See, this is new”? It has already been, in the ages before us.

A little after Christmas last year, I took interest in something new.  A new hobby.  Not new to the world, as the wise king of Ecclesiastes tells us, but new to me.  I started quilting.  There are a few ladies in the congregation that gather on Thursday afternoons to quilt in the lower hall of the church.  I couldn’t stay in my office, writing, or reading, or any of that other stuff that a minister is supposed to do when in the office.  The creative process occurring beneath my feet pulled to0 strongly, so I joined them.  At first I cross stitched, my first love.  As time progressed I was bitten by the quilt bug, compounded by the temptation of rapidly accumulating a stash as the local fabric store was closing and all their fabric was available at very reasonable prices.

I couldn’t have picked a more difficult project for my first attempt.  I didn’t have the knowledge of how the corners would stretch out of square because of sewing such small pieces on the bias.  Persistence and a new sewing machine eventually brought success.  I gave the finished project to my sister for her birthday.  I’m well satisfied with the way it turned out.  It was enough to get me hooked on a new hobby.  One which my husband is willing to indulge, likely more so if I managed to complete his quilt…

Stones and Rocks


Ecclesiastes 3:5   …a time to throw away stones, and a time to gather stones together…

The patterns, shapes, weight, colour and use of stones hold as lifelong fascination.  I want to see the standing stones of Stonehenge.  My favourite stone is the amethyst (~purple~), closely followed by ammolite.  At one time I planned to own every gem stone in existence — ummm, not so much now — remember I have to save enough money to get to the Salisbury Plain as some point of my life.

Library at the Canadian Parliment Buildings

I marvel at stone hewn to construct amazing buildings, such as, say, the Salisbury Cathedral, although the building shown at the left is pretty inspiring.  So was the seminary that I attended, I’ll leave those photos for a later post.

In May we traveled to the Yukon.  We saw rocks and stones at every corner, piled high on top of themselves, mountain height, solid and unstable at the same time.  It is the smaller examples that demand my attention more so.

Lichen on rocks

So this photo is not primarily about rocks, I was drawn to the patterns of the lichen growning on them, or the mosses and lichen growing between them.

Lichens and rocks

This boulder was so fascinating.  There were no other rocks around that were similar, of the same composition or colour.  Where did it come from and why would the glaciers leave it specifically in this place?

Odd rock in what would seem to be the middle of nowhere.

Below is a closer look.

     What caused it to erode in this manner?   I love these unexpected, unusual surprises that reveal themselves when you take the time to stop travelling 100 kms an hour and walk around for an hour or so.

Who else knows about this place, who has found this curious thing, little in comparison to the mountains that surround and dwarf it.

At another stop I attempted to capture the image of stones beneath the water of a mesmerisingly aqua-blue Muncho Lake.  I later realized the camera settings were all wrong, but the camera was new to me, what can I say.  Here is the best effort.  Better luck next time.

Ice and Stones

Mountain near Toad River

 

 

 

 

 

And here, because the structure of the stones, is the single obligatory mountain image.  So soaringly beautiful.