Monthly Archives: August 2011

Seek the good of the city

Posted on August 31, 2011 by Rosalind C Hughes

Yesterday, I sent in my application to become a US citizen, so this seemed like a good time to begin a new occasional series of reflections about the whole being-an-immigrant thing. When our children learned about immigration and immigrants in … Continue reading →

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Portents

Posted on August 25, 2011 by Rosalind C Hughes

This week has been a bit, well, portenty; omenfull, as it were. If I were of a nervous disposition, I might be getting a little bit jumpy. It started on Tuesday, with the purchase of not one but two temporary … Continue reading →

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Hospitality – 2: guest vs host

Posted on August 19, 2011 by Rosalind C Hughes

This week, I read in the blog of a friend, who’s spending his sabbatical in the Holy Land during the holy month of Ramadan, the following nugget:  An-Najah is a half-mile walk past Rafidia, so after church I had a nice … Continue reading →

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Hospitality – 1: the short form

Posted on August 17, 2011 by Rosalind C Hughes

Recently, I’ve been travelling. I’ve experienced hospitality both as a guest and as a host, and as the visitor to unfamiliar church communities’ weekly services. Arriving early to one such service, I found the place quiet and meditative.  A note in the bulletin, in … Continue reading →

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Do you forgive me?

Posted on August 11, 2011 by Rosalind C Hughes

In the movie, Fiddler on the Roof, there is a duet between Tevye and Golde in which Tevye asks his wife of 25 years, “Do you love me?” After all that time together, Golde is surprised by the question: what … Continue reading →

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Memory

Posted on August 10, 2011 by Rosalind C Hughes

Sirens, sharks and sharp rocks threaten shipwreck; gentle waves promise peace; but water bends light, re-shaping and re-sizing, scattering and re-collecting the things that lie below. Playful, silvery creatures flash by in shoals, some tame enough to eat from your hand. Some have … Continue reading →

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A prayer life or une vie de priere?

Posted on August 7, 2011 by Rosalind C Hughes

The past two weeks I’ve been constantly on the move (or so it’s seemed). First, to the centre of England and a quiet village and a quaint cottage filled to the rafters with family; then a few glorious days in … Continue reading →

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recycled knitting revisited (again)

Posted on August 1, 2011 by Rosalind C Hughes

For those following along, we began with plastic bag knitting  (https://rosalindhughes.wordpress.com/2011/06/17/a-plastic-story/ ), moved on to a t-shirt cat mat (https://rosalindhughes.wordpress.com/2011/07/18/more-recycled-knitting/), then a t-shirt bag, for which I promised a “proper” pattern once I’d repeated the feat. Here’s the pattern I … Continue reading →

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