Colours of Easter

I decided to join SS at her church this morning, mostly because it's Easter and I fancied belting out some good hymns. We clearly didn't get the memo about the flowers and soon knew something was up when every person arrived with a single flower. Thankfully, somebody took pity on us and gave us a flower each. During the hymns we all took a flower up and it was placed onto the cross. There was a beautiful moment when the cross was full and just as 'Lift High the Cross, the Love of Christ Proclaim' reached it's crescendo, the cross was lifted up. A beautiful morning of celebrating new life.

Then onto Groove Cottage for an absolute Easter feast. I was given the task of decorating the pavlova. I'm so pleased it turned out so classy and not at all garish. So. Much. Food.

Comatose on the sofa for the rest of the afternoon. 

I've had three days now of not running and eating every single thing in sight. I've decided that calling it 'tapering' and 'carb loading' makes the whole thing completely justifiable. Yes?