Look, the Easter Bunny stopped by leaving baskets for LC and OJ. Not a lot of candy (they're too little) but books and puppets and bubbles. Just what you need for spring. Plus a few treats so that the baskets aren't the Easter equivalent of getting underwear for Christmas.
The forsythia bloomed. I love the yellow flowers against the blue blue sky, don't you?
April 16--Mikhail Evlampievich Perchin, The Apple Blossom Egg.
Ovoid jewel box
entwined by apple blossoms
holds the promise
of life's tiny treasures.
And that's it. I am suffering from some intestinal bug so I feel like the bottom of the birdcage. I can't decide if I've caught something or ate something bad. Whatever it is, I am not enjoying it. Good thing we weren't planning to host the family Easter feast. Happy Easter!