Equinox

On the first day of spring, I was remembering the poem that Seth, Isaac and I often said together as we started our homeschooling day.

Light and Love give us the power
To grow together as a flower.
In wintertime, dreaming deep,
In springtime, joys to keep,
In summertime, colors bold,
In autumn time, shining gold.
Day by day we find our way,
Guiding Angels show the way.

ethnic minority

This weekend I made zweibach for the first time. Sure, I had helped my mom and grandma make them numerous times, but this time I was on my own. I took them to church for the Easter breakfast. The president of the college came and asked if I had made them. He and Karen had surmised that it could only be Paul Dyck or myself. I hadn't realized there were quite so few of us Russian Mennonites around. I think I saw Jim walk off with the basket that contained the paska.

front view, back yard, and fairy garden