Trying to Get Ready for Spring

As winter is slowly edged out by spring, here are two timely photos taken by Mike Willock in the church grounds recently, along his amusing captions.

Thanks for the contribution, Mike.

"Even the downspouts are saying what they think about winter"


"I’m trying to get ready for spring."

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