Christ is risen, but I didn't rise in time to make it to St. Michael's without rushing, so I lit some myrrh incense & put on some Gregorian chants. Soon I shall be taking photographs of blossoms and eating lamb with my parents.
Working backwards chronologically, I selected some more photos as favorites on Flickr (May This House Be Safe From Tigers), cleaned up some puppy poop, celebrated my sister-in-law's Nth birthday, and took my Dad to The Plank, where I had to explain the unanticipated pop culture phenomenon of Zombie Night.
So life is good.