

From Easter, or as Nana calls it, Evey's Sister.


I have more to post, but I need some strong chocolate to recover from my IRS greeting. Good thing Lent is over...
Sons are an heritage from the LORD, children a reward from him. Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one's youth. Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them. PS 127:3-5a