Gardening ABCs: C is for Cucurbitaceae: Part 2
Challenges for the Gardener For some regions, insect pests such as the spotted cucumber beetle, striped cucumber beetle, squash bug, and squash vine borer are major problems, both in the…
Gardening ABCs: C is for Cucurbitaceae: Part 1
“Knowing that you love the earth changes you, activates you to defend and protect and celebrate. But when you feel that the earth loves you in return, that feeling transforms…
Reflection for the Twenty-Second Sunday in Ordinary Time B / Pentecost 15
Deuteronomy 4: 1-2, 6-8 (RM) or 6-9 (RCL); Psalm 15; James 1: 17-18, 21b-22, 27 (RM) or 1-17 (RCL); Mark 7: 1-8, 14-15, 21-23. Rules. Law. The rule of law.…
The Taste of Things: The Olympics and The Cross
It began when I was seven years old. Glued to the television on Saturday afternoons I would watch ABC’s Wide World of Sports. My excitement mounted as the broadcaster announced…
Reflection for the Twenty-First Sunday in Ordinary Time B / Pentecost 14
Joshua 24: 1-2a, 15-17, 18b (RM) or 1-2a, 14-18 (RCL); Psalm 34; Ephesians 5: 1-2, 21-35 (RM) or Eph 6: 10-20 (RCL); John 6: 53, 60-69 (RM) or 56-69 (RCL.)…
The Daisy: Musings Part 2
Reflecting on the abundant daisies growing freely on the lawn in their beauty and simplicity, reminds me of the many musings and memories of childhood. We are all familiar with…
Reflection for the Twentieth Sunday in Ordinary Time B / Pentecost 13
Proverbs 9:1-6; Psalm 34; Ephesians 5: 15-20; John 6: 51-58. There’s a saying I’ve run across more than once lately: “In our time, we tend to think that the ancient…
The Daisy: Musings Part I
There is much to be said for the allure and the beauty of the humble Daisy. For example, in her poem “Two Little Daisies” (The other little daisy wished to…
Reflection for the Nineteenth Sunday in Ordinary Time B / Pentecost 12
1 Kings 19: 4-8; Psalm 34; Ephesians 4:30-5:2 (RM) or 4:25-5:2 (RCL); John 6: 41-51 (RM or 35, 41-51 (RCL). Be careful what you pray for. God might just give…
Grain Elevator Painting: A Poem
Across the Canadian wheat fields,Where golden waves of grain unfurl,Old grain elevators stand like sentinels,Guardians of time’s soft swirl.Their weathered frames and worn-out gearsWhisper tales from days long gone, When…