Easter Sunday today.
A very meaningful day if you avoid Hallmark and believe in Jesus.
Otherwise, a very exciting day if you enjoy chocolate and have family generous enough to buy you the good brands.
Today, whilst H was at work and I was waiting for a song to "bounce", I ventured into the garden for a trip down memory lane.
H had told me, after some subtle brain picking, that he used to LOVE the candy coated Easter Eggs, you know, the ones like birds eggs? So I snuck off to find him some at the store that week (their definitely not as popular as the normal solid chocolate ones) and put them in a draw for safe keeping.
Today, just in time for hiding eggs around the living room, I had sudden memory pour into my skull of making birds nests in early primary school! We used to pick up this straw-like leafy business off the ground of the garden next to room B1. They were like long bits of flexible scarecrow hair. And we used to spend whole recess' and lunch-times collecting the best bits and molding them into birds nests.
So, my memory lane trip today involved me scouring the garden (80% cement) for anything dead that I could use to make a nest for H's candy eggs :)
I found some old, dried up roots that were floating on top of the garden bed, and lots of fallen twigs from a bush growing up the fence… and that was about it.
It all had an odd aroma of cat-pee-pee...
And I'm not nearly as skilled in the craft as the girls class "1/2 M" used to be.
Back in old '95
Here it is :)
anna, that is totally beautiful! H is one loved gentleman! xxxxx
ReplyDeletecompletely gorgeous :) x
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