The Post About Good Friday, Saturday, and Sunday

Hi.

I missed you.

Let's recap my time away, shall we?

While driving, I encountered this:

This is not my church.

Two reasons:
1. Crosses shouldn't have tails.
2. Singing should always be an option.

I threw a little shindig in honor of Good Friday.

No better party guests than meat and photobomb fanatics.

But we must keep our eye on the prize.

Jesus.


And eggs.


When you don't have one of those things in your life or in your basket - the grumps follow fast.


Easter Sunday is meant for celebration and matching outfits. Since I didn't have a hubby or child to dress up in Easter jeans to match my own, I captured my second favorite family - the Kinnairds. This was the after.


This was the before and before that and slightly before that.

Easter portraits are really overrated.


Unless they include a great weekend wrap-up scene like this one on the family farmstead.

Thanks Mom for the UpFromTheGraveHeArose Mac-N-Cheese. And the nap.

How was your Easter?

{images: Jamie}