2013 Week 13: Snowy Spring Break

Sunday: Birthdays, cakes, cheese and boots.

We celebrated two birthdays.

Jimmy, 39; Stephan, 42

And, of course, we sang the crazy birthday song.

We shared the cheeses from Wisconsin and showed off the boots from Canada.

The boots were gifts from father and son for their wives.

Mine, Karen's

The soles are unique. 

FLIPGRIPZ

The retractable cleat system is available for icy conditions.

Karen's moccasin-style soles tell a story.

The heaviest snow storm of the season hit our area that night especially for us ladies to sport our new boots.

This is what we woke up to Monday morning.

Tuesday the robin is still waiting for spring high up in the tree.

Meanwhile in New York, Sam and family were enjoying spring break. 

I'm borrowing my favorite family pic posted on Facebook.

Thursday I headed north to attend a Red Hat ladies society event with Mother.

She has always refused to wear red because it "clashes with my red hair". 

Even with predominantly white hair now, she still hesitates to wear red. 

So I had to see this with my own eyes.

I stopped at Leah's on the way there and back.

Her doggies always give me a warm welcome.

Saying goodbye

Friday is often house-chores day, like mopping the floor, especially if we are having guests.

It was our turn to host the 6X6 church fellowship. 

(Groups formed randomly from those interested in participating in a three or four month rotation.)

We decided to try a Basque style meal. I sent out selected recipes and each family unit prepared one.

One of our members has been designated the dessert lady. She made the Basque cake.

I was so busy being hostess, that I totally forgot to take pictures until they were about to leave.

What's left of the Gateaux Basque

Our dessert lady is new in our community. 

Her house was being built at the same time as ours and by the same contractor. 

She got to pick out a belated house-warming Klaytivity piece.

Saturday: a beautiful sunny day: 

a few snow patches on the ground, but not for long; 

one lonely first spring flower, but not for long.

Lonely spring flower in the tiny bud vase

We remember Jesus sacrifice,

how He was pierced for our transgressions,

He was crushed for our iniquities;

how He took up our pain,

and bore our suffering,

the punishment that brought us peace was on Him...

We remember His body in the tomb...

but not for long!

Tomorrow we celebrate His Resurrection

and new life in Him!