Easy Like Sunday

A rather quiet Sunday, cloaked in winter white.







There was very little stirring this morning. Even attendance at Sunday morning Mass was a bit thin. Perhaps it was the cold temperature. Perhaps it was thin veneer of ice under the dusting of snow. But with the sun breaking out around noon, an afternoon of winter horse riding suddenly appeared on the schedule. It was also nature’s way of shooing four people out of the house while someone makes their marinara sauce for tonight’s dinner.


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