Homebodies - Thrumming in my consciousness
- Details
- Published on Sunday, February 21, 2016
By Rita Friesen
The Neepawa Banner
There is a word swirling around in the depths of my consciousness, thrum, thrumming. I think it took root when I reflected on the words from the song ‘How then shall I live’, ‘heard a sound outside of my listening, felt the living hum of the ground.’ There have been moments when I have been very aware of the hum of the surface beneath my feet. Somehow the word ‘thrum’ more accurately captures the sensation of those times.
Faithfully yours - Stories of love – part three
- Details
- Published on Saturday, February 20, 2016
By Neil Strohschein
The Neepawa Banner
It was to be their last meal together before he died. Jesus knew that. But his disciples didn’t. In their minds, they were doing again what they had done in each of the past three years. They were celebrating Passover, the annual feast that recalled ancient Israel’s deliverance from Egypt.
Where have all the red squirrels gone?
- Details
- Published on Friday, February 19, 2016
Submitted by Ken Kingdon
Riding Mountain Biosphere Reserve
Plunkety, plink, plink. My daughter Abbey got a ukulele from ol’ Santy himself this Christmas and I’ve been plucking away at it in my spare time.
My perspective - Where are we going?
- Details
- Published on Friday, February 19, 2016
By Kate Jackman-Atkinson
Neepawa Banner/Neepawa Press
With the rapid pace of technological innovation, sometimes, it’s easy to lose track of what we are doing. As businesses, communities and organizations seek to remain successful, however they define that word, it’s important to step back and ask, ‘What is it we do?’
Right in the centre - Matching the market
- Details
- Published on Thursday, February 18, 2016
By Ken Waddell
Neepawa Banner/Neepawa Press
The fate of newspapers is a much discussed topic these days. Strangely enough, it’s debated mostly in newspapers, which is ironic on two fronts. Why is the topic in the papers so often if, as many say, newspapers are sliding away? Second, why do newspapers concentrate so much on their own demise?
