June 7
Sunday morning came again. I returned to the garden and finished the painful therapy of weeding that I began last week. My back complained silently as I removed the weeds that infected our garden. If only I could remove the weeds that infect our world. Thirteen days ago a black American was murdered by a police officer while three others stood by and watched it happen. Americans erupted in protest, riots occurred and America still burns. Canada has had its Read more…