THE CAKES……Today is a day of   celebration. Right in the middle of the Easter weekend. What a day. We wake up to snow. It covers large areas of ground, rooftops, tree limbs, and as it melts, there is a Spring fairyland all around us.  

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

THE TWO PRINCESSES AT THEIR BIRTHDAY EVENT

Today is our granddaughters’ third birthday(s). Our son and his wife hosted a party for family and friends, large and small. We were able to enjoy spending time with old friends and some even came to join us from as far away as Charleston, South Carolina. There was lots of laughter, proud parents and grandparents, uncles, aunts, great aunts and uncles, and most of all, a prized new baby in our daughter-in-law’s family. 
 
 

 

Now the green blade riseth from the buried grain,

Wheat that in the dark earth many days has lain;

Love lives again, that with the dead has been:

Love is come again, like wheat that springeth green.

 

In the grave they laid him, love whom men had slain,

Thinking that never he would wake again.

Laid in the earth like grain that sleeps unseen:

Love is come again, like wheat that springeth green,

 

Forth he came at Easter, like the risen grain,

He that for three days in the grave had lain.

Quick from the dead my risen Lord is seen:

Love is come again, like wheat that springeth green.

 

When our hearts are wintry, grieving, or in pain,

Thy touch can call us back to life again;

Fields of our hearts that dead and bare have been:

Love is come again, like wheat that springeth green.

Good Seed, Good Soil, Abundant Harvest Gwen Meharg

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