We had, as always, a glorious Easter in the mountains. A family tradition we all look forward to, truly the highlight of our year! Sydney people probably drive up to the mountains after work on Thursday night, or even on Friday morning for the 9.15 start, but we get to take all of Thursday off and leave after lunch time, driving and stopping at a leisurely pace.
The teaching at Easter Convention is brilliant and this year, like every year, we were encouraged and challenged. Singing with two and a half thousand fellow Christians is an awesome thing.
On Saturday afternoon we went up to the annual book sale at St Alban's in Leura and bought a lot of books (considering I get most of our books free from the library).
Bethany couldn't wait to start reading hers.
I got up early on Sunday morning to go for my run (I am in the very last week of Get Running and can now run for 30 minutes straight) and Bethany woke up too, to keep reading. It makes me so happy.
On Sunday afternoon we had the Easter egg hunt. Briony and I hid the eggs in the garden.
The kids ran around, with varying degrees of enthusiasm, to find them all. We think there were around six that we didn't find. There's always next year.
We love walking around Leura, it's so pretty and leafy.
Sometimes old people are allowed into a small percentage of the day's quota of selfies.
We left after lunch on Monday and stopped at a fabulous park in Blayney.
Mim and Bill had spent Easter in Corowa with Mim's parents, stopping in Wagga on the way there and back. We were, naturally, very cross that we weren't there when they were, and they sent us a picture from our front yard while we were driving through Lithgow on the way home. I realised that, if we could get to Cowra before they did, then we would be able to see them! Mim and Bill had organised to stop at Young to say hello to the Ravenhalls and seeing as Mim can talk a lot, they were still there hours later and we met up for dinner! It was a shame that we couldn't see the Ravenhalls, but it was so nice to see Mim and Bill and their little bump.
After we left, little Huw asked how many days until it is Easter again. I feel the same way.