Good Friday was a vigil of a different sort for us. We took my mother-in-law to the airport for her first trip in quite a few years, and were waiting for her to get from the airport to her destination. All did not go smoothly - she got lost - but ultimately she got the help she needed and got there, in the middle of the night. So that was finally a relief.I just walked out in the garden to look around yesterday. The symbolism of the new leaves on the rose bush amidst the thorns struck me, so even though it wasn't the best picture I took, this was "the picture" for the day.
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