These pictures are from Saturday, when we went to scatter my Mom's ashes at "Holy Hill," a monastery and church about an hour from us. We used to go there a lot when I was a kid, and my Mom really liked the area.
Mr Bunches and Mr F didn't really seem to understand why were there. At one point, in front of one of the stations of the cross (the one where Jesus falls a second time) Mr Bunches looked at the statue and asked if Jesus was going to fix the tower and that's why he had the boards.
We told him "Yes."
I'm not sure he's ready for the whole story of the Crucifixion.