Sitting on the porch

We woke to an overcast morning.  About halfway through Easter service, the light behind the stained glass grew brighter.  On the way home from church, we could see blue sky between the clouds.  By early afternoon, the sun shone brightly.

Sue and I spent the early afternoon working about the house, while Ben played on the computer and Thomas completed homework.  By mid-afternoon, Sue had thrown open the doors.  I walked up to the corner store in short sleeves.  Mark, Heather and their boys arrived for supper.  While Heather volunteered to rake last year's detritus from the garden, I sat lazily on the porch playing guitar.  Now the sun has set, and the sky has taken on rose and turquoise hues.

Happy Easter.