Come in!
Doug made brunch. This is his appetizer.
I picked flowers from the yard.
Doug brought this Lilly home when he went grocery shopping last night.
The big beautiful tree in the front yard.
Daffodils border the drive.
Forsythia, side & back yard
Out back by the little barn
Doug's sons came over for brunch this morning. My son had to work. Then Doug went to work for a couple of hours and I started working on the kitchen again. I primed all of the wall surface and then primed the other side of all of the cabinet doors. I painted all in all for seven to eight hours. I am sore and am certain I will feel it tomorrow. I used white gas to get the oil based primer off of me and at one point had so much gas on me that I was afraid I might self-combust. Then I showered and used skin-so-soft.
The big beautiful tree in the front yard.
Daffodils border the drive.
Forsythia, side & back yard
Out back by the little barnDoug's sons came over for brunch this morning. My son had to work. Then Doug went to work for a couple of hours and I started working on the kitchen again. I primed all of the wall surface and then primed the other side of all of the cabinet doors. I painted all in all for seven to eight hours. I am sore and am certain I will feel it tomorrow. I used white gas to get the oil based primer off of me and at one point had so much gas on me that I was afraid I might self-combust. Then I showered and used skin-so-soft.
I kept thinking of all of the old hymns that Easter brings to mind. Here is a song that my Great-Great Grandma sang, then her son, my Grandpa, then my mother, then me. It is called "The Holy City" and I used to sing it for sunrise service.
The Holy City Hymn
Last night I lay a-sleeping
The Holy City Hymn
Last night I lay a-sleeping
There came a dream so fair,
I stood in old Jerusalem
Beside the temple there.
I heard the children singing,
And ever as they sang,
Me thought the voice of angels
From Heaven in answer rang.
Me thought the voice of angels
From Heaven in answer rang
Jerusalem! Jerusalem!
Lift up your gates and sing,
Hosanna in the highest!
Hosanna to your King!
And then me thought my dream was changed,
The streets no longer rang,
Hushed were the glad Hosannas
The little children sang.
The sun grew dark with mystery,
The morn was cold and chill,
As the shadow of a cross arose
Upon a lonely hill.
As the shadow of a cross arose
Upon a lonely hill
Jerusalem! Jerusalem!
Hark! How the angels sing,
Hosanna in the highest!
Hosanna to your King!
And once again the scene was changed;
New earth there seemed to be;
I saw the Holy City
Beside the tideless sea;
The light of God was on its streets,
The gates were open wide,
And all who would might enter,
And no one was denied.
No need of moon or stars by night,
Or sun to shine by day;
It was the new Jerusalem
That would not pass away.
It was the new Jerusalem
That would not pass away.
Jerusalem! Jerusalem!
Sing for the night is o'er!
Hosanna in the highest!
Hosanna for evermore!
White Rabbit in a waist coat, voice of Michael Sheen
Alice, looking down the rabbit hole
Red Queen, Helena Bonham Carter
Mad Hatter, Johnny Dep
White Queen, Anne Hathaway
hookah smoking caterpillar
Blue Caterpillar, voice of Alan Richman
