Monthly Archives: August 2010

With our wonky weather patterns this year, I’m not surprised. 

The temperature has been remaining around 14 degree Celcius all day.  As I mowed the lawn, the wind bit and the frosty nibbles on my ear felt like winter.

Can it be?  Winter is just around the corner.  Summer came in April.  And the April showers have been plaguing us all through the summer (?) months.  Fields have not yet turned golden and frost may soon decimate them.

For an almost desert land, we have been inundated with floods of rain.  As my wife mentioned:  “I wonder how much snow we will see?”

Don’t even think it!!

We jumped onto www.ransom.tv tonight and listened to Rock the River, a youth concert being held in Calgary.  While our youth group of 23 (including sponsors) were jumping and yelling, we were sitting here in our study tapping our toes and lifting our voices.  We even saw Jesse Bond, one of our youth, enjoying his time there.

Great stuff we can do with technology today!  To be with others while being away.  I still like the real face-to-face but the next best comes to you through the internet!  Not bad!!

23 brave souls are headed out.  To Calgary.  To hear loud music.  To serve others.  To have fun.  To come home exhausted.

Wish I was with them!!

As I completed the day, I spent two hours continuing the cataloguing of books for Tim Crump’s estate.  The earlier part of the day saw a first draft of my sermon completed, a few projects forwarded, and even the opening of a bank account for a local organization.

All this was good enough.  But then I sat down to organize.  Books, that is.  And my juices start to flow.  I tried to find a way to gather groupings of authors together.  And then, sought a way to arrange books that did not come in groups.  By the time I was done I had gained a further sense of the library I was working on.

So, if there is a book buyer who would love to pick up mysteries, World War II history (specialty in Winston Churchill), British monarchy history, Sherlock Holmes oriented books . . . and that’s just the core.  Then there is photography and Canadian history . . .

My wife shrugs her shoulders.  Not her bag!  But for me . . . close to paradise!