My grandfather retired to the small community of Herbert, Saskatchewan where he lived for about 20 years before passing away. He had spent years farming south...
Tag - Faith
Columnists - Preston Pouteaux
The Peace of Wild Things
There is a fascinating Danish word that I appreciate on cold nights. ‘Hygge’ means to get cozy, light a fire, play some warm music, pour some tea and curl up...
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On Hunkering and Keeping the Neighbourhood Warm
The other day I waved at a neighbour and said, “see you in the spring!” I chuckled to myself as I said it, because in Alberta, it’s all too true. In the...
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Rediscovering Neighbourhood Banter
The in-between life of our neighbourhoods is often made up of ordinary stuff. Errands, texts, coffee, meal prep, trips to the mailbox, school-work, and...
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The ‘In-Between’
Most of our neighbourhoods are made up of ‘in-between’ spaces. Alleys, boulevards, ditches, power-lines, and service ways are unused and not easily appreciated...
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Christmas Moved Into the Neighbourhood
“One of the most powerful things I learned is that when you transform your immediate environment, your life begins to change.” These are the words of Lily Yeh...
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Christmas Cheer
“I hope that we can experience at least a bit of Christmas cheer,” said my neighbour in passing. “What do you mean?” I asked. He looked over, “well, I really...
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Sow Seeds Every Day
A friend of mine, and a great lover of neighbourhoods, passed away suddenly and tragically last month. Matthew Gillette was a young father, pastor, and...
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Lighting the Hearth fire
There is something important in the domestic rhythms of life. It is in our homes and in our neighbourhoods where we are formed, made, and perhaps even where we...
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Memento Mori this Halloween
I love Halloween: the kids, the candy, the costumes. It is the one day of the year where it seems that everybody can get out, generously offer fist-fulls of...
