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2013 Journal

March 7, 2013 Dear Ones, I don’t know about you, but WE are having spring. The little potted Hawthorne is in bloom, and the ornamental pear in the garth is about to bloom. Its buds are fat and promising. The air is no longer slashing at our faces, but softly soothing them with balmy air. Yes, I am sure that some of you are still under the snow, or looking out at piles of  dirty snow, but take heart—Easter is just around the corner and can spring be far behind? We had a terrible accident at the entrance of our road last Saturday. We were on our way to Mass at St Therese’ when a Border Patrol officer stopped us...

2013 Journal

February 27, 2013 Happy almost March. Next year we will have 29 days in February. This year we will have an early Easter. This winter has been something else. Snow, cold and wind. Well, what do you expect? It’s winter after all. So the pope emeritus will continue to be addressed as Your Holiness. Even though he will wear brown shoes. I wonder whether he realizes what it will mean to be retired after such a long active life. When you see the crowds and hear them, you know there is something emotional and mysterious in that bond. He looks so vulnerable and fragile; he was certainly right to resign. The world goes on, doesn’t it? Human life is so...

2013 Journal

February 8, 2013 We are so sorry for the storm that is blasting its way across the country about to meet   the one that is barreling up the east coast. New York doesn’t need any more weather and New England doesn’t need any, period. We are in a bit of a pickle since our Altar Bread baker went down yesterday. (That sounds bad, doesn’t it? The baker in this case is the machine, not the person who bakes—who is also called the baker.) Today, our mechanic found the problem and Rita has emailed France to get the parts that had worn out. After all, it’s fourteen years old which is old for a machine. It has done us great service,...

2013 Journal

We are happy with the response to our new website. There are still some glitches to mend, but the work will be a joy. We want everything to be as clear and user-friendly as possible. I am making a LIST. (Ignore typos for the present. We will get to them.) On the wildlife front: our flock of sparrows is still with us. We think they are sparrows. Clare, who is a bird-watcher, thinks they are sparrows. But little brown birds are not all that easy to identify. We have also a smaller flock of Western Meadow Larks. The males have yellow breasts with a chevron under the chin, so even klutzes like me can recognize them. They are also fat...

2013 Journal

Welcome, dear friends! a thousand welcomes to our newly launched website. Let us know how you feel about it. We have worked very hard with the wonderful people at AnchorWave in Tucson, and are very grateful for how attentive they were to our ideas and desires, and how experienced they have shown themselves to be in translating our spirit into designs that we are excited about. Sr Pam took the photos, and we have encouraged her to eat, sleep, and walk around with camera attached. Jane, our contact person came out to the monastery to get acquainted with the monastic environment, and has been receptive and inventive all the way. This is just a tiny hello, and I will be...

2012 Journal

Dear ones, We are back. We decided we needed an upgrade on our website, and here we are. It is all done over. Use our Contact Us page if you want to make comments or suggestions. Meanwhile, take your time to browse. The journal will probably be renewed more often now, and welcome to all our friends. If you want to pass the news to prospective new friends, we will be grateful. Never enough is enough. Our professional design firm is AnchorWave in Tucson. They have been wonderful to work with and we love the results. The photo of our Father Immediate, our new prioress, and our old (er..former) prioress was taken on our election day the first of May....

2013 Journal

The gifts which she brought to Wrentham were, among others, wit and determination, courage, energy, enthusiasm, and a deep love for the Holy Trinity and the Father from whom all creative goodness flows. Wrentham made its first foundation in Iowa, and its second in Arizona. Did I say something about enthusiasm? For this foundation, Clare accompanied Mother Angela on a visit to scout out property. Then, first of the foremost, she volunteered to become a foundress. “I want it for God,” she assured us, lest we think she was just interested in doing something new. Let me tell you, the life of a foundress is no pleasant excursion. The vista from our hill is breathtaking. But living for a long...