Growling
I was at my parents' house recently, and, as usual, the dog greeted us. When we arrive, he always makes a fuss of us, especially my wife, as she takes him for extra walks, which is always a popular thing … Read more
On Mondays, I work late, so I go in later. I start to prepare myself by anticipating what likely maelstrom may have occurred in my absence. I prepare my tea, make my sandwiches, and check my bag for my mug. … Read more
Caroline, my wife, reminded me the other day of a car sticker from the past, which proclaimed: "A dog is for life — not just for Christmas." This was promoted in an effort to make parents stop and think about … Read more
Dyslexia does funny things to my perception of the written word on the page. Like many others, I am, in some manner, cross-wired in the head. This makes the cost of reading high, and the desire to put our thoughts … Read more
At church the other day, we had to squeeze in a few rows from the back behind a parent and two children. The youngest, a pre-school boy, was rather boisterous and demanding of the mother's attention, in contrast to the … Read more
We are constantly bombarded with images that are contrived to tempt us to think the unthinkable, and they are all around us day and night. It is inescapable. Do not be overcome; it is a part of being a physical … Read more
I remember a cartoon from yesteryear. It showed two elks standing together in a clearing. One elk had a vivid alternating black and white concentric ringed mark on his chest. The companion to the elk with the unusual markings said, … Read more
Are you a "God reaches down to us" or a "we stretch up to find God" sort of person? As a boy, I found God by reaching up towards my creator as I looked to the cosmos through a telescope. … Read more