In honor of the feast of the Presentation of the Lord into the Temple, or as I prefer to think of it, Candlemas (because I can thus easily imagine myself the vicar’s wife of Barsetshire or Shepperton, 18–), I decided to become Crafty. I initially pictured myself making beautiful beeswax candles in Sunday School that… Continue reading Another Inspiring Homeschool Post: Mrs. Pickwick on Crafts
Grocery shopping at our neighborhood store the other day, I bought milk. I placed the milk in the bottom of the cart, on its side. I always place the milk here because the rest of the cart is usually occupied by Pickwicks of assorted sizes. I haven’t actually ever spilled milk in a grocery store… Continue reading Nearly Spilling Milk
I have a passport. It is not expired, I have not changed my name, the picture is current and looks like me. There is no reason that this passport is unusable. Well, there is one reason. It is lost.
