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It fits in the palm of my hand, small and pleasing, like Julian of Norwich’s hazelnut. The cover is cut and glued from scrap paper – the same paper that lines my kitchen cabinet. The pages, cut from printer paper and the binding, a bit of linen cord....
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I didn’t paint this, but isn’t it beautiful?! Pink, orange and yellow – Zinnia colors. I squirted them liberally across the top of the old painting’s canvas then mixed them with long brush strokes. I found a bunch of picture frames sitting along a...
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(Can you even believe how wildly happy this dog looks?!) Deep in the human unconscious is a pervasive need for a logical universe that makes sense. But the real universe is always one step beyond logic. – Frank Herbert My best friend from seminary had two dogs –...
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The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases, his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. – Lamentations 3:22 The field, the road, the driveway were covered when I crept down the stairs in early morning dark. ...
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“The Windsock Visitation” by Brother Michael O’Neil McGrath “The Windsock Visitation” by Brother Michael O’Neill McGrath – See more at:...
