Easter 2020

Where does one begin to document these days? I find sometimes there is nothing to compare it to, so I given up on that measure. I am now just trying to navigate the days ahead and not focus on the uncertainty.
A month or so ago, I looked forward to Easter not just because it is significant in my love for the Lord, but the fact that my first grandchild was old enough to maybe think about hunting an egg.

He hunted eggs, but I only saw via FaceTime and photos though I am eternally grateful for those phones.

Here we are at the end of Easter and I missed my family dinner, but yet Easter was very meaningful.

Here are a few highlights of the weekend. I am so grateful for my church. The staff has worked so hard to make the online portion wonderful for all ages.

This picture was sent for them to make one of those photo collages of the workers.

I picked up Mother Friday evening and brought her over for supper. Jeff and I until a few weeks ago went out each Friday night for Mexican. We had several restaurants that we rotated through. Friday I told Jeff it was time to recreate our Friday Mexican suppers. Mother approved.

We then had a Communion service.

The elements prepared...

Mother moved her chair close when the first hymn was "Jesus Paid It All." I think she approved of the music.

I haven't hugged Mama in over a month and we haven't even had a family celebration for her 85th birthday in March. There is going to have to be some parties and hugging at a later date.

On Saturday, I took a walk with Gus and it was a bird extravaganza right on our street. Cardinals which I love love love, a woodpecker, a bluebird (they only appear here in spring or at least it is the only time I see them) and for the extra special one...a whole group of baby bluejays. I wish I could have gotten a picture, but I am lousy at it and they wouldn't let me get close enough anyway. I wasn't sure what they were until I saw Mama.

Sunday morning, I did get up early. There was no pretty sunrise like usual. It was extremely overcast, but pleasant temperatures so I sat outside on the deck and listened to some wonderful music. 

I later went in and dressed in the first white pants of the season. Y'all know I am strict about my fashion rules.

We all took pictures to send each other that we were watching church online. Again, I couldn't get over how great the staff had worked on activities after the service for the kids. They had a good thirty minutes of games and such for them.

Jeff and I worked together to make lunch. I had set the table for two in the kitchen with the good dishes minus a cloth napkin.

I think we might have put up such a poor mouth that Paul Allen and Katie did come eat a bite, but wouldn't come anywhere near us.

They did take a picture in their back yard for us. I suppose they set a timer.

Mother wasn't feeling well today, so I didn't get her out today. 

Lindsay and Tyler did a great job of being parents with Tucker today.

The Easter bunny brought him a few things including some sunshades.

Jeff and I drove out to the beach this afternoon just to get out. It is so strange not to see a car in sight at the hotels. It is eerily quiet out there. We have a couple in our small group who in live in a condo right on the beach and they aren't even allowed out there.

Strange times indeed. 

I don't even know what to make of it. 

I have enjoyed the slowness when I tune out the world and what could happen. 

I miss my family gatherings. 

My senses seemed to be heightened this year for Easter and I am so grateful.

I managed to stitch on two things this weekend which I will share later in the week. I worked on a beach one that I am planning to gift and I pulled the bluejays back out after seeing the babies.

Easter 2020 documented.