Tears Amid the Alien Corn

A California girl from a hot beach city marries a country loon from the cold northeast of Scotland, and she's spent the last three decades making sense out of life there. Reflections on a rural lifestyle, on identity issues and the challenges of moving so far from home,from a Christian viewpoint.

Saturday, 14 June 2025

King of Kings

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  King of Kings, Majesty, God of heaven living in me. Those words from a heart-stirring praise song of a few years ago are in my head toda...
Wednesday, 11 June 2025

I always wince

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  I always wince when the needle goes in. Because a health condition requires regular blood tests, I should be used to it. But I’m not. I al...
Friday, 6 June 2025

No Turning Back

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  ‘Can we turn back now,’ Mary said softly. ‘I’m puffed.’ Our twice-weekly walks to the end of the road and back are not happening as regu...
Tuesday, 27 May 2025

No Rain

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  No rain for over four weeks left the garden dry as dust. Friable, though, not hard-caked. I slipped through some of the weeding with ease....
Wednesday, 21 May 2025

Clear skies

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  I sat gazing out of an east-facing window in the early morning. Rivers of light striped the clouds, which swirled in varying shades of gre...
Wednesday, 14 May 2025

Returns

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  The sun on my back, warm and welcome: I bent over to weed a flower bed and plant some dahlias. Above me, a pair of swallows squabbled nois...
Sunday, 11 May 2025

Hope for the future

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  For thirteen weeks, my sister Judy and I had hitch-hiked our way around Europe. It was 1970; she was 21 and I was 19. It wasn’t exactly ‘R...
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