Last Friday, between breakfast with friends and the evening Sounders game, which we won, I cleaned house and got out the rest of the Easter decorations.
This first photo isn't really Easter. It's violets picked from my garden. They remind me of my mother. Her name was Violet. Since her passing last November, we are still in that year of firsts without her, hence the first Easter without Mother Violet.
On the kitchen table, daffodils and eggs in some of my McCoy pottery collection.
In the family room. The baskets on the hearth are from my childhood.
Bunnies and eggs are scattered here and there in my pottery collection.
Jill and I have been making plans for Easter dinner, which we will host together at my house. It will be just ten of us.
It has been a long time since we had an Easter egg hunt here in our yard. We'll all get into the act, big and little kids together. Hope for dry weather!