braiding palm leaves

This week is Holy Week, which began with Palm Sunday. We were given palms at our church along with the rest of the congregation. Our newsletter states:

“Blessed palms have always been respected as holy objects or sacramental. Some families place one or more on the wall behind a crucifix or holy picture until the next Palm Sunday, or they might braid them into crosses for wall decorations.”

This was the first year that we received palms. When we got home, Geoffrey set to braiding them just as he had done when he was younger. We plan on displaying them with our other important possessions once they’re dry.

Remy was baptized at this time last year, which is so fitting given that this is the time when we, as Christians, renew our baptism.

I also found it fitting that Geoffrey braided the palm leaves on our church pew that serves as our dining room seating.

I hope that everyone has a wonderful Easter! I’ll see you next week.

<3

Emory

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happy easter

Easter Lovers

“Faith makes all things possible … love makes all things easy.”

– D.L. Moody

I hope that each of you are having a wonderful Easter! I’ve been able to acquire some much needed time off from work, and was able to spend time with family members who came from both near and far. Let’s all enjoy our remaining days of leisure. 

<3

Emory

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giving at easter

untitledIn anticipation of this religious holiday, I was going to do my usual lead-up-to posts. From crafts, to recipes, to outfits, all things fun and cutesy for my readers. However, today I’ve chosen to swap out my 10 best Easter recipe post for one that is a little more meaningful.

Not too long ago, a story came to light in the news that I have been following very closely:

“Life was tough for 12 dachshunds before they arrived at the Saskatchewan SPCA earlier this month.

The neglected wiener dogs were rescued from a residence in Saskatchewan. Another eight dachshunds were rescued but had injuries that were too severe and couldn’t be saved. 

“Improper shelter, inadequate food or water and medical care not being provided, so these guys came to us and they were in poor shape,” Saskatoon SPCA executive director Patricia Cameron said. 

The survivors now need a lot of help, she said.

“All of the dogs need dental care and its going to actually amount to about $20,000 dollars, so we are appealing to the community to help these dogs.”

An investigation into what happened to these dogs is ongoing.”

– CBCNews, Saskatoon

untitled1This story really hit home with me, not only because because our own Holly is a Corgi/Dachshund mix, but because we also rescued her from the SPCA. I could never imagine doing this to her, let alone 20 little Dachshunds. So, because of Easter, and the sad nature of this tale, I’ve decided to donate money to the fundraiser for these Dachshunds and their medical bills. I’ve chosen Holy Guacamole in particular. He has the least amount raised so far, and has a cherry eye (just like Holly). You can see the Racing to a New Life campaign here.

You don’t have to donate to any organization this Easter, but I wholly encourage it. It doesn’t have to be to this fundraiser specifically, either. The possibilities are endless. There are a ton of local charities in every city and state on a global scale. If you do chose a rescue organization for animals though, think of it as the Easter Bunny visiting them in the shelter or their foster homes.

11102690_10153190998789443_807411854597704518_nHave an enjoyable and joyous weekend, everyone! See you on Easter Sunday.

<3

Emory

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  • Thank you to all those who liked, commented, and sent me messages yesterday. I am overwhelmed by your love. I would like to share one more thing. Since 2013, I have used my blog as a creative outlet and my Instagram account as my diary. I feel it’s a much better platform to reach out to others, and to be more truthful (if we dare). I try to only follow those who don’t always show the ups and highs of their “perfect” lives. While I think that the more popular, beige square, ad-infused, California chic, glam mother accounts are beautiful, I also find them to be depressing and unoriginal. A miscarriage is real. It is nothing to be ashamed of. If you don’t choose to discuss yours, that’s totally fine! I needed to share mine in order to begin my grieving and healing process. I am now a mother to two children. This is something that I did not want to, nor will I ever hide. Yes, our second child came much too early and did not survive, but that does not make his/her life any less worthy. Our baby was alive at one time. Our baby has a soul. Now, our baby has a name and will forever be part of our family. We are a family of four- three on earth and one angel in heaven. So, thanks again all. Sadness. What a difference a year can make. Last holiday season, Remy turned 10 months old. She had just gotten her first two teeth, and on Christmas morning, had learned to crawl. This year, we are mourning the loss of our second child. I suffered a miscarriage this week, and it has left a deep void in our family. This was going to be our Christmas card where we revealed to friends and family our joyous secret. Now, it remains one of our only photos as a family of four. Because of this, I want to share it with the world. Give your children an extra hug and kiss for me tonight. You are so blessed to have them. All my love, Emory.
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