Palm Sunday

I would like to share with you that today we celebrate Palm Sunday, the Lord’s entry into Jerusalem.

We went to church and blessed the willow tree. Actually, it's called a willow, but it should be a pussy willow—oh well, so be it. The morning was fine, but by evening a cold downpour had begun. Spring had returned from its warm spell to its normal temperature range.

Well, just like a normal one. Actually, for me, that’s exactly what makes it abnormal)

And then there’s the challenge of translation—I can’t explain to you here how a willow differs from a willow tree) I'm just going to confuse you now. Now I'm just going to confuse you.

I don't understand a thing, but it's really interesting—that's how we say it here)
Peace and goodwill to all! And may your guardian angel watch over you!