Easter Sunday New Life

Silver Maple

Forsythia

Redbuds

Peach

Peach

Cherry sp.

The Cat that follows me everywhere; Stinky

Silver Maple

Forsythia

Some new life from a morning walk. Easter morning, a sun behind some high ice clouds, a southerly breeze and a feeling that life renews itself and rises from the ground. As I watched the sun reach above the clouds and begin to warm the pasture I remembered past Easter mornings, early mass with our daughters in new dresses, colored eggs, family egg hunts, the smells of meals cooking in the house. The girls are grown and have lives of their own, one about to move several states away, new life. They both will be here today for the afternoon one with her boyfriend from college and the other without her new husband who has to work today. They will be here for awhile and then off again to their new lives.