On a donkey

Smoothies, eggs, & bacon, and talking history about a town throwing down their cloaks for a humble king riding in on a donkey. About to go clip some ferns in the front yard as palm branches. Sunshine leaking through the windows. Ahh, that's a good start to this Wednesday.

That was my fb status from this morning.

This king came riding in on a donkey. He wasn't stately, but humble. When he arrived, he was honored. They put palm branches and their own cloaks down on the dirty path so that He didn't touch them. 'Hosanna in the highest!', they exclaimed, and today we sang.
Oh but for them, it wouldn't last long.

Found a small grey horse (we call it a donkey!) at the dollar store since we didn't have any horses in the house. I found it yesterday, so perfect His timing.
Reece played with it in the house for a while. Zach may have gotten a turn. ; )Later we went outside to add the donkey and branches to our Easter road. He's clipping the 'palm' (aka fern) branches...Drawing a donkey...
Added the fern...I mean, um, palm branch!Sorry to post two of these, but they were both so darling!