cultivating the beautiful ordinary by sharing our tales and our tables
I am still every age that I have been. Because I was once a child, I am always a child. Madeleine L’Engle This afternoon my family and I arrive at the beach for our twentieth annual trip with my parents. Soon after we unload the car and unpack our suitcases, we slip into our swimsuits…
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We went to the beach after lunch when the temperatures had warmed up. The sun was shining, the ocean was calm and smooth, the sky was blue and cloudless, and the air was so perfectly warm. It was no longer cold and windy, sand pelting your legs. It wasn’t the powerful heat of the summer,…
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A friend and I shared thoughts of day-to-day life and how to live life well by being intentional, by being aware of the gift of each day and what might be discovered.
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God evidentially loves to hover over water; like a soft comforter – literally.
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The first time Elly straddled a bike she hoisted herself onto the seat with Mark holding onto the bike and said, “I can do this Dad.”
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