Citrus Spritz Cookies. I usually make these at Christmas, but I had a cold and didn't get around to it then. So, I decided that citrus was spring-like as well. Especially since these are shaped like flowers. I think I may have finally figured the cookie press out. These also have a lemon glaze and tiny white nonpareils.
My handsome husband getting ready for church.
My Easter outfit. Every since I was little, Easter was a special sartorial turning point. I wasn't allowed to go bare-legged until Easter, and we never wore light colors until Easter. I remember wearing some special Easter outfits as a little girl--hats, gloves, tiny lace purses.
My daffodils have finally bloomed! I was afraid I had crowded them too much in the containers, but there they are, with their smiling, charming faces.
Our Easter Cantata this morning was one of the most powerful services I can remember. Each song was so beautiful; the voices of those who spoke and prayed were overwhelmed with emotion; and it was uplifting to see the faces in the congregation clearly worshiping our Risen Savior. One of the songs keeps playing in my head:
Living He loved me, dying He saved me
And buried He carried my sins far away
Rising He justified freely forever
One day He's coming, oh, glorious day, oh, glorious day
Lunch was so very nice, with friends who made wonderful things to eat. I miss seeing my family today, but we'll be getting home soon.
Happy Easter, everyone!
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