It was wonderful to celebrate Easter Sunday with this dear church family that we call home. Yes, we are meeting in a theater. It was originally an Anglican church but was bought by a theater company to use as their practice stage.
The flowering cross was made by good friends after they read a book by the same name together as a family. And the homemade cookies and table decor were all beautiful laid out by Lia, another talented friend.
The unfortunate dinosaur scene did seem to paint those creatures in a bad light. I’m sure their egg hunts were all very civil and orderly.
The geese managed to draw a crowd with their gaping interest in the egg cart. The pony especially seemed to need a fair amount of convincing that his cargo was much needed here at this address. It was the squire that spoke just the right words that calmed him down.
And we all know that at this time of year, birds only lay chocolate eggs which is why the crows are always after their nests.
Perhaps most disturbing was the camel trying to pass off his humps as just mounds of fat, when clearly he had already indulged in a couple of eggs. Good thing we had a ton to spare and no children were unhappy because of his indiscretion.


