we're still alive
And we had a very pleasant Easter, all things considered, helped by the presence at our Easter brunch of a Yorkie puppy who was endlessly amusing to all of us, not counting Rascal. It was the biting around his face that he didn't really enjoy; that and the high-pitched barks directed at him I suppose. Us, we laughed. The church wasn't so bad either. I didn't even mind playing the two services, despite all kinds of complaints (privately, to Leah and my parents and everyone in the Bible study) over the past few weeks; it helped that they fed us well between shows. I'm still not doing it again next year though! Probably.
Now it's back to work, which is fine enough because the three days off felt like a week or so with all the different things we done. Also because I really do have a week off next week, which is something to look forward to: much gardening will be done over that time.
Five of the 52 seeds have sprouted so far.