March 6, 2012
The Good Word

I had a bit of a laugh this morning, thinking about the old saying that who you really are is who you are when nobody’s looking. And though I wasn’t laughing in the midst of the situation that led me to think about it, I do think there’s some truth to it. Would you like [...]
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March 3, 2012
A Repat

We’ve been doing a little unpacking around here. Those Eighteen Boxes {you know, the15 boxes, two bikes and a guitar} finally made it here to the Carolinas, eight months to the day after they were closed up and sent off to sit patiently on the docks in Cape Town, waiting their turn to squeeze into [...]
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