From the Archives: The Music of Words

A couple years ago I showed you this incredibly heavy box of music that was sitting in the middle of my kitchen. It represented over a decade of choral music collected by one of our church accompanists. In the same way as I hoard books, she hoards music, and for the same reason – it speaks

The Music of Words

This incredibly heavy box of music is sitting in the middle of my kitchen. It represents over a decade of choral music collected by one of our church accompanists. In the same way as I hoard books, she hoards music, and for the same reason – it speaks to her. She needed to downsize and

I Can’t Write with Surround Sound

If you’re a parent, I’ll bet you can’t count the number of times you’ve told your youngsters to turn off the television, or the computer, or the iPod, and do their homework. And they’ve likely responded with a withering, “I am doing my homework.” Despite our skepticism, if the assignments are completed we don’t argue

Sparks and Roaring Fires

Wind whipped branches into a frenzy and flung their few leaves to the ground. It was a wicked evening — the chill seeping through the glass of windows and french doors and sending me off in search of my sweater. Before long my husband lit a match and started a fire in the fireplace. As

Supporting a Young Singer/Songwriter’s Dream

I’m on a musical bandwagon again, drawing your attention to the On the Coast High School Singer/Songwriter Competition currently being hosted by CBC Radio here in Western Canada. Seventeen-year-old Johnathan Booy, one of our church musicians and the lead singer of the band, Ibhendi that I mentioned last month, has entered the competition, albeit reluctantly.