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Well, March came in like a lion and went out like a very soggy lamb.  At least it’s not snow.

A couple of surprises under the snow and ice.

These were starting before the last snow/ice fall and I wasn’t sure they would survive.

It’s starting to look like spring inside too.  Look at all the glorious tomatoes!!!

Tuesday I visited a lovely tea room.

I had a delicious cup of ‘ice tea’.  It’s a very limited time offer these days.

Daisy wanted to join the tea party too.

The Easter bunny out-did himself hiding eggs this year.  We are still finding eggs (ignore the Christmas runner).


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Wishing everyone a Blessed Easter!

He is Risen Indeed!!

And of course, something knitted.



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Just a few pictures this week for Pretty, Happy, Funny, Real.

We are all very Happy that the weather has dried up and is much warmer (spring-like).  Especially Ella

I’m happy to find nice sundresses for only $8 at Walmart.

And this one makes Momma Happy because it’s her Pretty girl in the children’s procession on Easter Sunday (she’s looking at me in the picture).

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Happy Easter Pretty, Happy, Funny, Real this week.

Can’t be in Toronto for Easter weekend and NOT get to church for the Solemn Mass –St. Mary Magdalene.  I love to be here for Easter, since it is to Mary Magdalene that our Lord first appears.  This is my church, the one I measure all others against.  Mom and Dad were married here.  So were Grandma and Grandpa Rees.  Grandpa sang in the ritual choir and my great Auntie Ella sang in the gallery choir.  Anyone into English church music will be interested to know that Healey Willan was actually the choir master at St. Mary’s for a long time.

Things have changed a lot since my Grandparents were here, but I think it’ beautiful.  This is the main altar area.  To the left is St. Joseph’s altar and to the right is the Marian one.

Ella is so much braver than I ever was as a child.  She doesn’t know anyone here but she still wanted to go to Sunday school.  Well I was in for a surprise:

The Sunday school kids returned during the offering and had their own procession!  The girls had these adorable floral wreaths and Ella was at the front carrying a floral cross too.  She was so beautiful and glowing.  I nearly cried.  I didn’t have my camera but luckily the church photographer was ready and they will be putting the pictures on FB soon (hopefully) and then I can share them here too.

The Easter garden.  I can’t believe we didn’t get ours made this year.  We have to get better at that!  Please excuse the faces in these last couple pictures.  She was tired and hungry and I forgot to bring a late morning snack (it’s 1 pm).

This is the baptismal font where I was Christened and probably where my Dad was Christened too.  Though if I remember correctly, Mom said it wasn’t in the back corner back then.  Ella thought it was really cool that I was Baptized here.

We had such a great weekend with Auntie Belinda and Uncle Stefan.

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Easter garden 2

I hope every one is enjoying a blessed Easter with family and friends!


We got to go to Ottawa for Mass this morning.  We took our friends Terence and Teresa.  This was Terence’s first time in a high Anglican church.


Terence was even able to carry the cross when the Sunday school children came back into church, in time for Communion.

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Happy Easter

Wishing you all a Blessed Easter!

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Holy Saturday

This is a post from Facebook.  It’s a friend of my friend Magdalena.  Father Martin says it much better than I ever could.

“Most of our lives are spent in Holy Saturday. In other words, most of our days are not filled with the unbearable pain of a Good Friday. Nor are they suffused with the unbelievable joy of an Easter. Some days are indeed times of great pain and some are of great joy, but most are…in between. Most are, in fact, times of waiting, much as the disciples waited during Holy Saturday. We’re waiting. Waiting to get into a good school. Waiting to meet the right person. Waiting to get pregnant. Waiting to get a job. Waiting for things at work to improve. Waiting for diagnosis from the doctor. Waiting for life just to get better.

But there are different kinds of waiting. There is the wait of despair. Here we know–at least we think we know–that things could never get better, that God could never do anything with our situations. This may be the kind of waiting that forced the fearful disciples to hide behind closed doors on Holy Saturday, cowering in terror. Of course they could be forgiven; after Jesus was executed they were in danger of being rounded up and executed by the Roman authorities. (Something tells me, though, that the women disciples, who overall proved themselves better friends than the men during the Passion, were more hopeful.) Then there is the wait of passivity, as if everything were up to “fate.” In this waiting there is no despair, but not much anticipation of anything good either.

Finally, there is wait of the Christian, which is called hope. It is an active waiting; it knows that, even in the worst of situations, even in the darkest times, God is at work. Even if we can’t see it clearly right now. The disciples’ fear was understandable, but we, who know how the story turned out, who know that Jesus will rise from the dead, who know that God is with us, who know that nothing will be impossible for God, are called to wait in faithful hope. And to look carefully for signs of the new life that are always right around the corner–just like they were on Holy Saturday. (Image: The Two Marys Watch the Tomb of Jesus, by James Tissot.)”


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