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I resolve to memorize more Bible passages this year. They grow my spirit. Besides, I have Beans to keep ahead of. Celebration day, feast on the table, house full of people. Five-year-old Butterfly Bean watches me pour out cider. Whispers, "Nana.

The Zebra Crossing, a sensitively re-furbished century-old Yorkton home, hosts several businesses these days. But I recall it best when customers came for rooibos tea and conversation. Sat at glass tables and tall iron chairs.

Despair not, gardeners, we've had almost a week of the days getting a wee bit longer; it might only be a few minutes more of daylight, but it won't be long before we can see a difference.

The new year lays on the horizon and it promises to be an interesting one for our city.

With the creeks on the rise, one might think it wasn't such a good year for rural Saskatchewan. Well, it was at least a pretty good year when it came to getting what they wanted out of their governments. Let us quickly review 2011.

It's my favourite carol: O little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie! Above thy deep and dreamless sleep the silent stars go by.

What do you get the party that seems to have everything? Or, equally puzzling, where do you begin with the party that seems to have next to nothing in Saskatchewan right now? These are the puzzlers for my annual Christmas gift giving to provincial po

So late December seems to be becoming as much a minefield of 'political correctness' as it is a time to celebrate.