I begin dreaming of Easter in early February. Everything about Easter– new life, soft colors and the glorious promise of hope and life and happiness through Christ.
My friend Catherine taught me the art of Easter lanterns a few years ago, and this year, thanks to photos of European Easter trees sent to me from Melissa and Kel we added a few pastel colored eggs. I don’t think I’ll start hanging 10,000 like Volker Kraft, but you never know…
Setting the table makes me giddy with anticipation. I start with the basics then keep adding and adding…”what else do I have on my shelves?” I’ve mentioned my mother’s goblets before– she never used them, but I’ve set my table with them over and over. I know she’s pleased.
Mary and I crafted a crown with blossoms from our garden. It wilted less than an hour later, but really, that’s more time than you get out of an Easter egg hunt. Yes?
After church. Obligatory photo before the egg hunt.
a disagreement over egg hunt rules
Mary’s traditional candy trading post. Extra points if you can count how many times Mary changed her clothes.
expert Italian parmesan grating
Seventeen people for dinner and didn’t catch a single photo of most of them.
Someone slept right through dinner.
a perfect, glorious, spring evening
Kubb from Denmark- our favorite lawn game