Late night egg painting...
Over night bush camping...
Easter Sunday bush egg hunt...
Filling my lungs with gums, and clean bush air...
Long walks through winding gullys, feeling my country, under my feet...
Finding a trap door spider's hole..!
And a deserted orchid...
Encouraging my obsession with mossy twigs...
Dreaming into waters...
Painting the afternoon through...
An evening performance by the Tully children of the Easter Story...
{Seen here, Finn portraying Mary Magdalene weeping at Jesus' empty tomb.}
Campfire songs...
Copious amounts of tea {which tastes entirely better when boiled over a campfire!}
Just general, uninterrupted Australian beauty...
So much sky...
And my loves near,
For such a special celebratory time,
While we remembered and rejoiced,
In our Lord's sacrifice,
For our own lives.
And I whispered to myself as I fell asleep underneath the stars;
"He is risen!"
...and loves all that is good.
Hope you had a magnificent Easter.
Shell xx
quite beautifully expressed Shell;))
ReplyDeleteOh Shell, it all looks and sounds so peaceful, so beautiful, so full of the Spirit! I only wish I had squeezed my way into the warmth of that bonfire for a teeny while, gone on a egg hunt, or sat to watch you paint (you look so serene in your elements!)
ReplyDeleteThis easter I felt so richly blessed to be spending days and nights with my family and my husband; remembering the great love of our Father in sending his son.
Thank you anon, I am encouraged.
ReplyDeleteAnd dear Windhover, how I enjoy your commentary here! One time we must take you to some of these private Tully bush places for campfire and fellowship - we just must!
I am so pleased your Easter was blessed.
xx
Sounds like a beautiful easter!
ReplyDeleteOh it all sounds so wonderful and rich and full and velvety!
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