Todayโ€™s word is Zarf

I canโ€™t say if John knew the word Zarf. The late Rev. John Pratt died some years ago so I cannot ask him. We were theological students together in Saskatoon, SK in the late 1980s. He was married to Diane, a Syrian Orthodox woman who may have introduced him to the rich tradition of Turkish... Continue Reading →

Mocha Muck

A new lifestyle series โ€“ From those who bring you Life in our Little Town, of Summerland It burps and it drips; it spits and it squirts. It is ubiquitous in our lives, whether in cities or small villages, locally in shops, schools, and workplaces, or on the road in the wastelands and watering holes... Continue Reading →

What is my coffee?

Itโ€™s a great, if somewhat confusing question. It does not ask what is in my coffee? For the record I take it black. Nor does is ask what kind or brand of coffee I prefer? If my son talks about coffee he asks how it is ground; how fresh is my coffee; how strong or... Continue Reading →

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