Friday, April 22, 2011

friday night


Friday night - teenagers in the treehouse with blankets, they cooked butterscotch pie and are waiting for it to cool, they called Grandma for the recipe, Stations of the Cross at church - I cry every year, a "new to me" leather couch thrifted from a friend who is moving, an extremely productive day. 
Truly, a Good Friday.
My favorite Good Friday hymn, can we agree, nobody sings it like Johnny and the Carter sisters!

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