First....a great Lent that turned into a great Easter. On Good Friday we went in search of the approaching and creeping hope of spring. It was everywhere on the trail that day peeking out from the underbrush and shyly decking out the mostly bare branches. It was a quiet, thoughtful day and nature joined us in the hush of the woods and in many places signs of the CROSS.
|Our Fearless Leader, speaking softly but carrying a big stick.|
|This reminded me of The Story of Three Trees storybook . Also of Jesus hanging between two thieves|
|An instance of Nature imitating Art?|
|The owners of these shoes are very much like the shoes they wear!|
|Hardly seen, these incredible little flowers are a symbol to me of our lives. Seek not to be seen by men and the world, but to be known by God. And He knows where to find us because He put us there.|