Eve of Easter

 Saturday evening. The night before Easter, 2017. In fact, it's Avrie and my fourth Easter together. The stress of school and the longing to graduate have left us eager to get outside and not think of our responsibilities. We spent our time off back home with friends and family. The night before the big day, I surprised Avrie with some berries and San Pellegrino, and we loaded up the van and headed to the lake.

Saturday evening. The night before Easter, 2017. In fact, it's Avrie and my fourth Easter together. The stress of school and the longing to graduate have left us eager to get outside and not think of our responsibilities. We spent our time off back home with friends and family. The night before the big day, I surprised Avrie with some berries and San Pellegrino, and we loaded up the van and headed to the lake.

 Watching the sun go down.

Watching the sun go down.

 Walked up a dirt road and saw a mini bee farm. Good to see these things around.

Walked up a dirt road and saw a mini bee farm. Good to see these things around.

 As you can see, Avrie likes flowers.

As you can see, Avrie likes flowers.

 Gathering a bouquet.

Gathering a bouquet.

 Cockpit.

Cockpit.

 Snack time.

Snack time.

 Its days like these that make me long for days off, and spending them with people I enjoy being around. Especially people like Avrie. Summers around the corner, and I'm hoping to get back outside and shoot some more photos. I'm psyching. Happy Easter.

Its days like these that make me long for days off, and spending them with people I enjoy being around. Especially people like Avrie. Summers around the corner, and I'm hoping to get back outside and shoot some more photos. I'm psyching. Happy Easter.