<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[Robins Hollow Charity Fund]]></title><description><![CDATA[The Robins Hollow Charity Fund is a charitable organization supported by the Ottawa Community Foundation. ]]></description><link>https://www.robinshollowcharityfund.ca/blog</link><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2026 00:22:40 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://www.robinshollowcharityfund.ca/blog-feed.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter 4 - The kiss]]></title><description><![CDATA[The little girl digs in the large garden at the bottom of a sweeping lawn sloping gently from the villa. Her mother sits in a wicker chair on the covered porch running from one end of the house to the other. She is strikingly beautiful, with large, expressive eyes, a slim, graceful figure and luxurious auburn hair that falls to her waist. Today, it’s swept into a sleek chignon cinched by a tortoiseshell hair comb. She wears a tailored ivory linen dress with a flowered shawl draped loosely...]]></description><link>https://www.robinshollowcharityfund.ca/post/chapter-4-the-kiss</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6aa1d07665014d409c16dec9</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2026 21:40:35 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/11062b_84fe4f4a90ce4aedba3fe8677b6a7be6~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Missy</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter 3 - Pray for Us]]></title><description><![CDATA[The women wait until dark to come out of their shelters hidden deep in the forest. Their children come with them. No one is concerned with the old tradition of sending children to bed at an early hour. They can’t sleep anyway. The sound of artillery fire roaring through the night makes sure of that. The satchels slung over the women’s shoulders are heavy, and the women bend under the weight. Water, bread, cheese wrapped in torn bits of cloth, some apples if lucky, and needles and thread are...]]></description><link>https://www.robinshollowcharityfund.ca/post/chapter-3-pray-for-us</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6aa1cea565014d409c16d950</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2026 21:31:17 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/11062b_3eada5ece5274fc592195cf887ffe839~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Missy</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter 2 - We need to understand]]></title><description><![CDATA[I’m ahead of schedule in meeting the third volunteer at a café in the big town. I made a point when booking it to give myself extra time to get lost. The café is new to me and, with my poor sense of direction, I knew I could easily drive past it. I’m eager to meet this volunteer. Her experience, dedication and success in supporting her communities is vast. I want to learn from her and, if I can, be of some help. The dangling bell above the café’s door chimes softly as I enter. A bank of food...]]></description><link>https://www.robinshollowcharityfund.ca/post/chapter-2-we-need-to-understand</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6aa1cd7aec8bffeaf8fb5ebc</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2026 21:24:23 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/11062b_55ceb6327f1745f5bba1df28281b8da5~mv2.jpeg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Missy</dc:creator></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chapter 1 - The painting and the chair]]></title><description><![CDATA[The air is cool as I hurry to meet my volunteering colleagues at the school’s entrance. The calendar says it’s the middle of spring, but the signs I love about the season, and can’t wait to see soon after the first snow of winter, are faint. I wear a wool blazer to ward off the chill. Winter, it seems, is not ready to let go. My colleagues smile as I approach. “What lovely morning sunshine,” says the first one. “Much appreciated,” says the second. “I’m tired of winter, and this year it seems...]]></description><link>https://www.robinshollowcharityfund.ca/post/when-families-struggle-children-struggle-too</link><guid isPermaLink="false">6aa1c31ae2747afb47eb071f</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2026 20:45:44 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://static.wixstatic.com/media/11062b_4034ed87201a4afeae32c54d98e95f34~mv2.jpg/v1/fit/w_1000,h_1000,al_c,q_80/file.png" length="0" type="image/png"/><dc:creator>Missy</dc:creator></item></channel></rss>