Easter 2016 is my third as a blogger.  2014 was Oh Happy Day and 2015 was Black patent shoes.  This year, Easter was a new experience for me.

This is my favourite week, every year.  The one just finished.   We are about to turn the lights out on this one and move through the dark into tomorrow and

a new week.  The second week of Spring.

Since, well, forever, I have loved Spring.

There’s hope in tiny stems of green growing up through soil.  The sun is just a little higher in the sky  and there are signs of new life everywhere.  My very warmest jacket has been replaced with the lighter warm jacket, dinner is served while the sun is still shining through the kitchen windows and the smell.  Even the rain is welcome now.

I walked this afternoon with my girl and we breathed the fresh air while our feet took us through neighbourhoods and under branches hanging bare and waiting

for the kiss of sun and maybe a touch of warmth, soon.  They know when it’s time to sprout buds that turn into leaves that become a green canopy over our heads.  So much new and fresh and I love that we commemorate, celebrate Jesus death and His resurrection He is risen in Spring.

The newness in nature, is a bigger than life reminder Continue reading Our Sons God’s and Mine →