#849 Rasberry Easter.

First of all, the Easter service might be even better than the Christmas service at our church. Maybe. It was really spectacular, with a brass orchestra, elaborate floral arrangements on the crosses, and ballerinas.

Yes, ballerinas.

And Mitter was the liturgist:

And then we rushed home from church to host my side of the family for lunch. It was easier than I imagined considering all the women in my family brought delicious side dishes to go with the ham I baked. I didn’t have to do much more than show everyone where the drinks and plates were!

Aunt Bert and my little Mother Goose.
I’ll leave you with a very striking portrait of cousin Kent.