easter moments.
4.24.2011
every easter i can remember my mother would take us to the most blooming bush in our yard for easter pictures. mostly, this was a gigantic azaela bush, or collection of bushes, for the annual photos. of course, i wanted to mark the occasion with proper photos of my sweet one. outside the memorial garden at our place of worship are azaelas the color of my mothers. i couldn't help but have jospeh sit among them for a few images. i was so glad that these buds caught his attention, moving into his spaces of memory. in this sacred space, memory overwhelms. wonder catches my breath. i am thankful.
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