Happy Easter everyone!
We survived the Good Friday activities, which we managed to thoroughly enjoy, with the heavy showers falling at convenient times – although the service on top of the hill was a windy and cold experience. Lots of people came back to the Rectory for hot cross buns and hot drinks – for which we were truly grateful.
Easter Day (or Resurrection Sunday as OV likes to call it) is cold, windy and, at times. wet. Various parts of the country are under a few inches of snow – that’s British weather for you. I am now ‘back on the chocolate’ and enjoying the treat – but will not let it run away with me!
As you’ll see from the photos, we have been busy – as have the many people who came along and took part in one way or another. It has been good to really think about the message of Easter and to link it with the whole concept of our chosen pathway in life. The way is not always a ‘primrose path’ but if it is the right way, we will be sustained as we take it.
Speaking of ‘primrose paths’, there were a lot of primroses in the orchards down on a local farm, where the farmer welcomed Stuck-in-a-book to practise his driving. He took the old jalopy around the farm tracks, brushing apple trees, dodging banks, avoiding the river and the tractor, only terrifying his mother once or twice and scaring the odd rabbit. Back for more tomorrow? I have found that I can remain quite calm when heading straight towards a steep bank leading down to a brown racing river, swerving at the last moment. S-i-a-b does a good line in shouting and putting his foot down harder on the accelerator rather than the brake. I’m sure he’ll cure himself of it soon!
Seriously, it is a delight to have him here for Easter. He beat OV and myself roundly at Scrabble last night and has been a carrier of bags and boxes, helper with crafts and player of piano and violin – not to mention bringer of laughter. His brother has managed to stay in contact despite being hidden under a pile of revision books. It was lovely to see him earlier in the week. I am deeply grateful for my family – and I even managed to tell them that this week.
If you have someone special in your life and you haven’t mentioned how special they are for a bit, stop what you are doing and go and tell them now. Go on. Do it.