Friday, April 22, 2011

Good Friday

A rainy day celebrating Good Friday. A tea of Hot Cross Buns set on a floral tablecloth in the sun room.  Charlotte and I had made the buns earlier in the day, anticipating the time we would gather around the table.

Upon which Rose read from the holy scriptures.

"He sacrificed for their sins once for all when He offered Himself."
Hebrews 7:27

tea relish

Funny how little things scurry into my mind these days. Things "au nouveau" that prick interest, the voice in the back of my mind ...