Category Archives: grace
In the classical tradition of still life painting, there is always an intimation of mortality – a piece of fruit that is spoilt or blossom that has fallen and withered. Looking at these exquisite flowers as a work of art, Continue reading
There were not many dry eyes when we saw George proudly waking his daughter… Continue reading
This Advent, a more disturbing gift has lain in wait for us.
Trying to write when too weary. Today I sat down to try and write a blog post. I try to get one written in the third week of the month. Life has been hectic this past couple of months and … Continue reading
It wasn’t hard to find the place to take off my shoes for this post. On Saturday our Mum was taken to hospital with a stroke. Mum lives alone, independent by choice, but through a wondrous chain of events one … Continue reading