Buttercup Blanket

Ben and I snuck out Saturday night for the Easter Vigil, a service filled with magic, darkness, remembrance, and then light. It was more life-giving and transforming than I could have imagined, and when we woke up on Easter morning, we truly felt newly created-- and since we had just spent the previous evening celebrating Easter at our church and the big family gathering wasn't until the afternoon, we decided to celebrate as a family in what has become our favorite day to mark special holidays.

And, as if the woods were sensing the blossoming we felt in our spirits, the forest floor was coated in buttercups. Newly blooming, richly yellow buttercups. Amen.