Sunrise Easter Saturday. 6.30 a.m.

Sunrise in the garden. 
So peaceful. 
Birdsong filling the air. 
Quiet skies. 
Stillness. 
Hope for the future to come. 

"Beauty for ashes
The oil of joy for mourning,
A garment of praise for a spirit of heaviness"

Our Matt loved Easter. 
Thinking of him this morning.  
And wishing he was here...........