Easter picture dump
Did you all have a nice Easter?
Mine was colorful
and tasty
Food coloring--it makes everything festive! And adding a peep makes it cute!
We ran exuberantly in random directions...
...and ambled casually as cousins, discussing egg location strategies...
...to find treasure.
We enjoyed one last turn at being young.
We enjoyed wearing ruffled, pink aprons given to us by daughters. 
And I survived playing the organ at church yesterday, although it could have gone better. Next time I'll leave the savagely-beating, racing, nervous heart at home; it was not helping. Internal organs doing the alien-clawing-its-way-out-of-my-chest routine interfere with brain impulses meant for fingers and feet, causing spastic seizures in the extremities and many, many wrong notes.
After church Jim and I took a walk in Murphy Hanrehan park. We've lived in this area for fifteen years and this is the first time I've been to Murphy Hanrehan park. What a shame I've never been. Jim's been before, though. I brought my camera.
Two pictures of pre-spring Minnesota. Someday it will be green here.

Mine was colorful

and tasty

We ran exuberantly in random directions...

...and ambled casually as cousins, discussing egg location strategies...


We enjoyed one last turn at being young.


And I survived playing the organ at church yesterday, although it could have gone better. Next time I'll leave the savagely-beating, racing, nervous heart at home; it was not helping. Internal organs doing the alien-clawing-its-way-out-of-my-chest routine interfere with brain impulses meant for fingers and feet, causing spastic seizures in the extremities and many, many wrong notes.
After church Jim and I took a walk in Murphy Hanrehan park. We've lived in this area for fifteen years and this is the first time I've been to Murphy Hanrehan park. What a shame I've never been. Jim's been before, though. I brought my camera.
Two pictures of pre-spring Minnesota. Someday it will be green here.


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And Steph: Yes I'm sure he heard me as I kept on playing when the broadcast started! My excuse: they started the broadcast early and I couldn't see the screen from the organ bench.
Pretty pictures, too.