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Head Over Heels

Monday, July 31st, 2006

A nasty spill and a frightened waiter make our last trip to our favourite coffee shop comical in a messed up sort of way.

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A Whole New Idea of Privacy

Thursday, July 27th, 2006

As a Westerner, I highly value my privacy in every sort of way—India has a way of showing me that other people in the world feel differently.

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Dancing Feet

Thursday, July 27th, 2006

Whether it be dance, delighting in beauty, or learning to walk, Aria is filled with curiousity as she explores her new talents.

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Rainy Day Breakfast

Tuesday, July 25th, 2006

An excerpt from a story I’m in the process of writing.

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Surfacing Fellowship

Wednesday, July 19th, 2006

The unexpected joy of fellowship brings refreshing rain to desert places.

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