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7
Dec
2016
Christmas is just three weeks away. Silver bells ring on city sidewalks, sleighbells jingle in lanes. Coloured lights brighten the long dark nights.
And indoors, Christmas trees light up.
Our family used to go out and cut a tree. About 11 years ago, for various reasons, we switched to an artificial tree.
I figure 11 trees are still alive today, that wouldn't be otherwise.
“So what?” you scoff. Pines and firs on a Christmas tree farm were never intended to grow to maturity. They were grown to be cut down, weren't they?
Maybe. But like us, they're living things. The ancient Druids had sacred groves. I suggest that every tree should be considered sacred.
Categories: Soft Edges
Tags: trees, Christmas
30
Nov
She looks happy. A smile wreathes her face, which is smudged with charcoal. So is her frilly pink dress. She’s on her hands and knees inside the fireplace, one small hand raised in greeting.
Our daughter Sharon was eight months old when we moved into our dream home in North Vancouver. The rest of us were busy carrying boxes. Sharon was too young to carry anything, so we parked her inside and carried on carrying. How much trouble can a still-crawling child get into in an empty house?
Then my wife asked, “Where’s Sharon?”
No one had seen her. We scattered through the rooms, searching frantically. Panic rising in our throats, we gathered in the living room.
That’s when we heard the happy gurgle coming from the fireplace.
Tags: stories, Bible
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Tags: looking back, looking ahead, Leonard Cohen
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Tags: what you do, why you do it
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Tags: bubbles, life