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Sitting on a coffee table in our living are two thriving plants, one, a poinsettia, and the other, an assortment of spring flowers. So, big deal I say (and perhaps, you would too).

Love is large and incredibly patient. Love is gentle and consistently kind to all. It refuses to be jealous when blessing comes to someone else. Love does not brag about one鈥檚 achievements nor inflate its own importance.

Most gardeners are hopelessly addicted to seeing if 鈥渋t will grow.鈥� Even better if there is variety in what you are attempting to grow.

The shed was full. Happy cows lay deep in oat straw chewing their cuds as brother Bill quietly moved among them, checking for signs of calving.

My old neighbour Ed, who lives in Melville, Sask., is blunt about death. I shared with him that someone I treasured as my good friend died recently. I quoted Ed, the German Proverb, 鈥淭hat the death of a friend is equivalent to the loss of a limb.

Letter to the Editor

This week, the staff at our school took the Red Cross first-aid and CPR training course taught by my friend Kim Lines. She鈥檚 a dandy instructor and really knows her stuff. We all left the better for learning these life-saving techniques.

Probably, if not certainly, the thing I鈥檝e struggled with more than anything during this past year, it鈥檚 been the removal of so many areas of service from my life.

Who remembers the Talkabouts, the Battlefords first rock and roll band? I don鈥檛 but I wish that I could, because we would be kindred spirits. When I was 17, I played in a band called Rick and the Raiders.

In 1870 Henry Drummond published a treatise entitled 鈥淭he Greatest thing in the World.鈥� The greatest thing in the world, he said, is love. He wasn鈥檛 claiming any special genius or superior intuition; he was simply quoting 1 Corinthians 13.