A small island of Canada in a vast sea of on-sale Americana.

A Comforter is Not a Bedspread. But the observation can be profound if you think about it. different, but serving the same purpose. Alike, but functioning in a completely different way. I hope you enjoy! As I looked a.

And is licensed under a creative commons. I was born long ago on a distant hillside by a beautiful shade tree. Or perhaps by a river under the sunset or on a sandy beach with a deep blue sea. I was born in the eyes of a man and a woman; perchance Venus and Mars, or perhaps Adam and Eve. Even today, my badness feel.

Sunday Afternoons After Church By CordieB. Oh how I miss the days of old . When family unity was the goal. Of every bright or weary soul. Oh how I miss the lost tradition. When helping hands was the mission. Walking down the clean sidewalks. Stopping for friendly gossip and small talk.

I foresee a couple of weeks doing the trick. I might just be taking everything a bit too seriously. I will see you, or rather, read you all soon. Take care, my friends.

Contemplating Quotes, Biblical Verses and Words of Wisdom that Help to Navigate the Journey. Sunday, November 1, 2009. This fall whenever I see apples, I am remembering Mom and hope that you will too. Wait for the Lord;. Wait for the Lord! The rest of t.

When the balance is unbalanced. I started that other blog, about Running. And, well, those are my excuses. This little blog has fallen out of the balance! Ya know, Priorities.

Really, who has the time to think about THAT today? September 14, 2010. Last month I moved from a little further uptown where I had a. Back to Life, Back to Real.

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