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“Here comes Peter Cottontail right down the bunny trail…”

Today is gray and rainy. When I went to get the newspapers, it was misting. The temperature is only45°. I really don’t want much, only a warm, sunny day. I’ll even take just one. The birds haven’t dropped by to visit though the feeders are filled. I did see a red spawn of Satan sitting in one of my feeders. I scared it away though I know it will be back.

Easter Eve was never like Christmas Eve. The Easter Bunny always played second fiddle to Santa Claus. We did spend today, the Saturday before Easter, coloring eggs. We used wax and wrote our names on some of them before dipping them into the dye. I still remember the egg holder in the refrigerator was lined with colored hard boiled eggs after Easter. It was always kind of neat to eat one. The big excitement for Easter was always new clothes. We wore uniforms to school so we didn’t need too many dresses or skirts and new clothes were an infrequent treat. I always thought the best part of the new clothes was they weren’t presents. I hated getting clothes for Christmas. I always figured they were taking the place of some neat toy or game.

Our baskets were on the kitchen table though I think I remember a few years when they were left by the Easter Bunny on our bureaus. My mother always made them up herself. A huge chocolate rabbit was always front and center. Jelly beans were strewn all through the plastic grass which clung to everything. There were multi-colored hard eggs which had a hard white center. Wrapped chocolate eggs were also hidden in the grass. Coloring books, new crayons, wooden paddles with a red ball on an elastic, a stuffed animal and other small toys were also in the basket. We’d check out our baskets then head right to the candy. The ears were always the first to go.

I’d go to my parents’ house every Easter, and I always made each of them a basket. It had their favorite candy and whatever neat little things I could find. My dad always got a word search book and my mother got a crossword puzzle book. I used to sneak into their room and leave the baskets on their bureaus. They never once caught the Easter Bunny!

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  1. Christer.'s avatar olof1 Says:

    April 23, 2011 at 1:59 pm

    Much the same weather today as it was yesterday, sunny and warm with a bit of haze between the sun and us on the ground.

    The Easter Bunny never made it over here, but we do know of him. For us it´s the witches that symbolizes easter. Today children dress up as witches and warlocks and then walk around getting candy from the neighborhood. This custom sort of died for a while but now it´s popular again I´ve heard. I think it is because lots of children knows about Your Halloween.

    We put all the candy in to one big eater egg. It´s made from compressed paper or plastic in two halves that is put together when it is filled. There is usually pictures of chickens, duck and witches as decoration on it. I forgot to make one to myself this year 🙂

    Have a great day now!
    Christer.

    • katry's avatar katry Says:

      April 23, 2011 at 8:22 pm

      Christer,
      It’s still raining though only a drizzle.

      Witches were always Halloween. Easter was for sweet little rabbits dressed in their best clothes.

      I know exactly what you mean by that Easter egg. I think they were cardboard and had Easter pictures all around them. We’d get a small one like that in our baskets.

  2. Hedley's avatar Hedley Says:

    April 23, 2011 at 3:41 pm

    The Easter Bunny really is a second rate Santa. The Prince is hoping that the division two gift giver brings a basket featuring Super Heroes. he will not be disappointed. The egg hunt will be after services and we swept the garden for that lethal combo of Maggie and deer debris.

    I drove my car today without problems. Almost as sensational as that first shower

    • katry's avatar katry Says:

      April 23, 2011 at 8:23 pm

      My Dear Hedley,
      Second rate at best! The Prince should never be disappointed, especially at Easter. We had egg hunts in the whole neighborhood, and I don’t think it was ever swept for dog debris, but I don’t remember stepping in any. My backyard is another story, but it is still wild with lots of trees.

  3. Zoey & Me's avatar Zoey & Me Says:

    April 23, 2011 at 6:06 pm

    You have a fantastic memory. How wonderful to please your parents with treats after years of them treating you. I love you Kat! I wish you were my neighbor. Tomorrow I’m on the hook for Easter dinner here in Forrest Creek with all the kids coming over late afternoon. Don’t ask about the menu, it’s loaded. I hope you have a wonderful Easter and someone kind, like you, leaves a little basket on your bedroom bureau filled with goodies.

    • katry's avatar katry Says:

      April 23, 2011 at 8:25 pm

      Z&Me,
      My childhood seems to linger long in my memory banks. I also did Christmas stockings for my parents. My father was always the most difficult. You could put in only so many white handkerchiefs.

      I wish you the best of all Easters! May the bunny stop long at your house!


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