This has been something of a strange Easter. It's the first year I've not gone back to Horsham (which was already going to be different before all this went down, as they've ended the annual Italian festival), and the first year I've not been to some combination of Easter services.
But today I did manage my own little Easter celebration - somehow, I woke up before dawn, and in the absence of an actual dawn service somewhere I simply stood out on my balcony and watched the sun rise...
In the distance, a lone walker out for an early morning stroll around Cams.
The swans appeared to be getting their own form of exercise: floating down on the ebbing tide, then flying back up the creek.
Across the creek, the houses start to glow as the sun creeps above the horizon.
Some time later, the sun has finally risen enough to be visible from my balcony!
St John's Fareham did manage an actual Easter celebration as well - the vicar hosted a "simple sharing of bread and wine" on Zoom, based on a passage from 1 Corinthians. As with all teleconferences it started with the ritual "can you hear me? I can hear you!", but eventually we got audio mostly sorted. Trying to say the responses in sync with everyone else is quite tricky due to the latency involved!