Happy Easter!!
The poor bunny must be exhausted. I imagine he’s sitting in his easy chair, paws up, hot toddy in hand and watching Harvey. Who helps the Easter Bunny? I’ve never even given the poor bunny a thought. Santa has a huge work force behind him, huge in numbers that is. He has his own little town. For all we know the Easter Bunny lives in a hole. Decorated I expect but still a hole. Does he have a work force? How many chickens lay all those eggs? Who helps him deliver? How come he doesn’t wear pants? Is it a Donald Duck sort of thing? There are endless questions connected with the Easter Bunny. I fear they will remain unanswered.
Today is damp and cold. I went out at 7 to decorate my friend’s tree as I do every year. Their deck was wet and there was some ice on the furniture coverings. I guess there had been snow flurries during the night.
My friends and I are going out for Easter dinner as we always do. The restaurant is right on the water. The gulls fly by and you can hear their raucous calls. The ocean is still cold, in the mid forties, and I think it even looks cold, a deeper color than it is in the summer.
Our Easter baskets were on our bureaus. They were the first things we saw as soon as we woke up. I remember carrying my basket downstairs to show my mother then I’d sit on the couch to check out to see what goodies the Easter Bunny had left for me. I also ate a few jelly beans.
Church was next. I got to dress in my Easter finery for the first time. On a day like today my mother would have made me add a jacket or a sweater, but I’d take it off in church so everyone could see how lovely I looked. I never had any doubt about the loveliness.
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