Easter Sweetness

Despite the rain ... despite the storm that was predicted and didn't eventuate ... despite disrupted holiday plans for some ... we had an Easter filled with sweetness ...

The Most Adorable Granddaughters#4 and #5 asked to visit, and, not realising they'd be awake at 5.30 am both days, we readily agreed. A local event saw us hunting for painted rocks in exchange for Easter eggs. This was harder than it first seemed until The Most Adorable Granddaughter#5 discovered it was much easier to find rocks if one followed the man who was hiding them!

Then it was off for a Sausage Sizzle in the rain followed by face painting. When the rain clouds gathered overhead a second time we decided it was time to leave!

Our pastor's message on Sunday was particularly moving and inspiring ... the Roman guards who handed us three nails apiece as we entered the door was an object lesson we'll never forget (even if we were anxious all through church that a Most Adorable Granddaughter or two could end up being poked with one or more) ... and again we appreciated the opportunity to remember all that Christ did for us on the cross.

On Easter Monday, empty nesters again, DH and I enjoyed a walk together, avoiding most of the mud (unlike Son#4 who brought half of it home from camp with him), spooking some wildlife, managing to stay dry, and taking in some amazing views. And practically all in our own backyard! Next time we're taking some Most Adorable Granddaughters with us.

(By the way, I have recently been informed that I do not 'tramp'. I have used the word interchangeably with 'hike' but according to some of the males in my family, tramping is a more difficult level to that in which I normally participate. [Really? Some of what I've done has not exactly been a walk in the park!] Apparently I only 'walk'. Therefore I will try to remember in future to use the term 'bushwalking' - even if I'm not technically walking in bush - rather than tramping.)