Easter Greetings

“Which came first: the chicken or the egg?” said Jamma Julie to Lake.

“The egg,” he said without a moment of doubt.

“Well, I’m glad we finally got that sorted,” said Julie.

“Thank you for bringing the fun and joy, Jamma Julie!

“Come every Sunday! We’ll be covered with mud! We’ll be covered in pitch. We’ll be covered with cake—head to toe, we’ll be covered with cake. We’ll find the taste of candy in the air!”

Lake exuberantly invited Julie back to join us for weekly Sunday dinner. Does he think then there will be an accompanying egg hunt laden with treats? Or is the fun and joy of being all together what he’s craving to repeat? Or perhaps it’s simply time for resuming our pre-pandemic routines — maybe Lake is remembering what I barely can, that more than a year, and a lifetime ago Julie came on Sundays for dinner. What a lovely tradition.

May every Sunday have the Easter Sunday feeling. We rejoice in the rebirth of Spring, hope, faith and love. From our family to yours, sending Easter greetings!

Lake takes his Easter Egg hunt very seriously. He had utmost faith that the Easter Bunny (As tall as you Mama. Walks on his hind legs. With a backpack. All geared up. Gorgeous colors—pink, purple, blue, yeah, with spots all over. Dots yeah…) would have visited early Easter morning.
Lake and Tolle made a Vanilla Almond Easter Cake for afternoon tea with Jamma Julie
Hidden gems in Pritchard Island Beach Park
Lady Kitty finds her first egg hidden in the boxwood hedges.

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