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This past Sunday was our Pride service. It was very upbeat and everyone was encouraged to wear bright colourful clothing. We had a 'guest' speaker who is our Children & Youth leader. He and his family have been here since he was quite small. I've know him since then. When he was 5 years old...

Hello Nancy I sympathize completely. Bulletins have changed so much through the years they almost seem redundant now. I spent 30 years as an administrator for a United Church. When I began, I used a typewriter, stencils and a gestetner. Fridays were usually challenging to say the least. I...

What a good idea this is. I'm sure we all have some stories to share. My most memorable happened when my son was very small. I helped out a lot in the church office and took him with me. There were always people around and he got a lot of attention. Our minister was a favourite and he would...

Oh, what nice memories of Halloween past. My favourites were the mini O'Henry bars, potato chips and those sweet sour fruit flavoured candies in a roll. One neighbour always gave out homemade candy apples and popcorn balls. I remember cookies in the shape of pumpkins too. When I was older...

I used to think of the ages as childhood, teenage years, adulthood, middle and old age. My life followed along like that until I finished high school. I'd had enough of school and decided to work instead of further studies. I got a job, found an apartment and moved out on my own at 18. I...

I am thankful for a short walk around the neighbourhood today. The sun smiled through the morning after several days of damp grey cold drizzle. The sky is wrapped in glorious cerulean, azure blue. So lovely you wanted to dive or fly right into it. My eyes feasted on Autumns’ fireworks. The...

I was a church administrator. I worked for 8 years as a temporary fill in when the administrator was away or ill. When she retired I applied and was hired as the administrator. I remained in the position for 22 years. I gave almost a year's notice when I retired. I had an exit interview...

I am thankful for the gift of a book from a very dear friend. It is a New Testament but a special translation. It is called First Nation Version and is an Indigenous translation of the New Testament. In the introduction it states it is not a word for word translation but a...

The small retirement community I live in often asks us to show our support of various organizations, causes, etc. Recently we were asked to put blue & yellow ribbons or flags outside our houses in support of Ukraine. I didn't have any ribbons or flags but I did have canvas and paint. The blue...

This is something I wrote quite a while ago but it seems appropriate to the season and weather we are having. Snowflakes softly feathering down Blanketing the cold grey ground Trees and rooftops etched in white All the earth is sparkling light Wishing everyone a peaceful Christmas and New Year...

I was. sitting on my front porch the other day enjoying a break in the unending rain. I like to sit quietly and absorb what is around me. I was lucky enough to receive this gift of nature that became a poem. I'm passing it on. Connoisseur After last evening's heavy rain wind sweeps the...

Do you know anyone who has had reactions to the vaccine? My son who is in his early 30's received his second vaccine. He noticed that his asthma was flared up the day after so he took his meds for that. Three days later I got a text from him saying that he was in hospital. What he thought...

Thank you for the warm welcome. Thank you Mendalla for 'opening the door' for me to access the site. I hope to stop in once in a while. I have a bit more time now. I used to drop in during my break at work and didn't have much time to look around. Keep well and safe.

Hello I'm new to this site but I posted infrequently on the original wondercafe. I have written for years, mostly poetry but some prose. Since I retired, I've also been dabbling in painting as well. This isn't a 100 word type of prose. It is something I wrote a while ago. Usually my poetry...