Happy Easter

We're not experiencing what is traditionally considered Easter Sunday weather today. There is at least 7 inches of snow on the ground and it's still coming down, believe it or not. I'm sure this is all the fault of Vatican II and the prevalence of the Novus Ordo mass.

Nonetheless the scene of barely alive trees and tall evergreens against the bleak, snow-flecked western sky is beautiful to me in it's gothic starkness. Amid the roar of the snow blowers and the scrape of the shovels, Christ is Risen, and now we, the denizens of Northeast Ohio, are ready to "rise" into Spring. Soon. Whenever.