Last Sunday night our church did its annual "Guess Who's Coming For Supper" event. This year we were guests instead of ...

When the preacher tells the story of Noah in his Sunday morning message and goes on a dinosaur trail instead of a bunny trail, everyone...

Last night these two pals joined some of their youth group in Team Trinity on a 12-km walk on the streets of Kitchener-Waterloo to help...

At the end of the winter tunnel (do the rings mark the days?) there will be an orchard coming alive, God willing. We're still in Fe...

A stroll through the woods in the mild weather of this week brought back "sappy" memories for me. The matted mess of fallen l...

These little lovelies in Mom Martin's flowerbed are called snowdrops, likely because of their ability to push right up through the ...

I really enjoyed seeing my Mom-in-law's latest project when I was at her house for tea this morning. She is piecing a Twenty-five P...