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Tag Archives: Strathroy
I smell like dirt. On purpose.
For Christmas, I got the gift of dirt. When we bought our house in Strathroy, one of the first things we did was put in a vegetable garden in the backyard. It was a plain rectangle cut into the lawn, … Continue reading
Some gardens (like churches) refuse to hurry
This August, it will be sixteen years since I was ordained and began serving in a pretty little church in Strathroy, Ontario. This year they are celebrating the congregation’s 150th anniversary, which means that when I arrived they had already … Continue reading
Everyone loves a parade
As a child, I always wanted to be in the Santa Clause parade. I remember watching the big Toronto parade on television, fascinated with the clowns that seemed to be walking on their hands and the princesses with huge skirts … Continue reading
Know who grows your food: Egg Edition
I love eggs. It doesn’t matter how you cook them. I love them poached, fried, hard boiled, soft boiled, scrambled, pickled…OK, I don’t love them pickled. But you get the idea. I think eggs are a food group. I think my love … Continue reading
The unexpected gift of a critter in the car
Years ago in Strathroy, we lived in a country house. It had a few apple trees in the backyard and a rose garden (Those poor things. I never knew how to look after them very well). It had a single car garage, too, … Continue reading
Today I dealt with beans and carrots
Just as I began serving as a congregational minister in Strathroy, an elderly woman in the congregation was dying. She and her husband had both served as elders while they raised their eight children. She was beloved by many and a pillar of the … Continue reading
At least they left one good thing
Moving from Strathroy to Oakville was challenging. Living close to the church was very important to us, because this way we could be engaged in the same community as the congregation and available at a moment’s notice. The problem was that we … Continue reading
Our first house was brown.
The first house we ever bought was in Strathroy, Ontario. I had been serving St. Andrew’s for a few years, and we planned to stay for a few more. Buying a house sounded like a great idea, except for the student … Continue reading
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