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Running into Spring
Sunday Runday, the first day of spring, and yet when we stepped out into the last few hours of winter air this morning it was blowing and cold as if winter was reminding us that we all lived on the Canadian prairies and we don’t get to simply up and decide that the chill has
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Sourdough Muffins
What are English Muffins called in England? Muffins? Breakfast muffins? Half a Benny? As I grilled these doughy disks on my cast iron skillet this morning with my daughter lingering over my shoulder hoping she could nab one for her breakfast, I wasn’t really pondering such things. As 2022 progresses and I recall back to
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Lotsa Bread
I’ve been thinking about bread a lot more than I’ve been writing about it here. Eating it too. I crossed yet another sourdough milestone this past weekend when I extracted from my hot oven a pair of pandemic bread loaves, loaves numbered two-hundred-and-forty-nine and two-hundred-and-fifty. Yes, I keep track. And yes, I’ve baked 250 loaves
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Cross Country
Last July, right smack dab in the middle of 2021, one of my running friends suggested that a few of us sign up for a race. This wasn’t unusual. We sign up for races all the time, and even many virtual races lately. This race was a big one, though. A year-long virtual team run
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ch-ch-ch-changes.
It’s been nearly a month since I’ve dropped a post here, I realize, but with the world swirling in chaos and my life sometimes feeling like a lot of the same, I now find myself needing to write yet another explanation post. I’ve been thinking a lot about my professional life these days. I’m locked