Reflections from The Blue Table

Thursday, July 26, 2007

The Slower Life

In the mailbox, hidden in between papers, unpersonal envelopes and advertisements, was a letter from a dear friend in The Netherlands. Annet don't have an e-mail address, nor do I have her cellphone number to stay in instant contact through sms. We both love to write the oldfashioned real letters on... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, July 25, 2007

Choose both

When you are faced with two alternatives Choose both. And should they put you to the test, Tick every box. Nothing is ever single. A seed's a tree's a ship's a constellation. Nail your true colours to this branching mast. Advice, by Robert Crawford, b.1959 Don't be greedy. Be satisfied with what you... Sign in to see full entry.

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Time for art, time to create.

Some days life are busy. Right now my life is filled with work, houseguests, garden work and home fun. Challenging days. Great days. Busy days. The roses in our garden are in bloom right now, but in the middle of busy activity it is difficult to find time to smell their fragrance. When I am busy I... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, July 24, 2007

How are my lips today?

"Yes, I am coming, just let me re(d)fresh my lips first!" We were hosting a conference at work for two days for 250 church workers in the diocese. It is a challenge to find a place to feed so many people, and two of the meals were in the County House's restaurant. Imagine 250 people invading a lunch... Sign in to see full entry.

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Nutcrackers

Six cousins have had a busy week-end filled with laughter and joy. Charmed by the squirrels in the blue garden they all sat down with hands full of sunflowerseeds, trying to feed the small brown wool balls. Of course they were never quiet enough to attract any of the small animals. Later in the day... Sign in to see full entry.

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