Heavenly Gardens

Father Brian and I continued to work on the garden for the next hour. It really was like a session of therapy for us both. Topics were wide ranging. We discussed: escaped campers; various causes of deep vein thrombosis; disciplining teenagers; pulmonary emboli; is it possible to hear confession whilst gardening; various treatments for homesickness;…

Create happiness in the midst of crap

We put the kayaks and paddles back and headed to the beach. General swim time was fast approaching and the kids wanted to join in. As we crossed the main road I noticed the camp van had returned. It meant Father Brian must be back from his trip into Algonquin. They had made good time….

So much nature!

“Heard that word at camp, here, eh?” I asked Megan. “Yes but…I have also heard it on the bus too.” “The school bus?” I asked. “Yup. I mean, Mum, there is a reason it is called the cuss bus.” I sighed as I shook my head and considered how it was impossible to shield your…