A good time was had by all as the head hillbilly would say. Our gathering at our youngest daughter’s home was filled with savory scents, laughter and music. Scattered showers gave way to some lovely afternoon weather so the lovely little ladies and lads were able to keep their Easter frippery from too much dampness and the egg hunt when off with out a hitch.
Post Script: This cottage woman was blessed. I don’t know what it is but when I can get all my little chicks (and their chicks) together for such a glorious occasion as Easter, well, *sniff*, there are no words, but maybe just one picture.
A boy and his egg.