Easter Ducks

Rainy and cold, yet everything is so green and lovely.......I think I have thought about Ireland so much the past few months that I have somehow brought their weather to Alabama.  I have heard so many complain about our cool rainy spring, but this spring has been the calmest one we have had in years......we're talking calm tornado wise.  I will wear sweaters and jackets until June if that is what it takes to prevent the violent storms that we have had in years past.

As far back as I can remember the Easter season has always brought violent storms.....this year has been different and I am so grateful.

I am sure many of you are getting ready for egg rolls and egg hunts and family gatherings....Easter frocks and baskets and bonnets are waiting for their moment.  Easter has always been a mixed feeling holiday for me.......I liked the baskets, hated the ruffled dresses......I like to dye and decorate eggs, hated to hunt them....Easter was the first time I shaved my legs, there were many band-aids under my first pair of nylons.  I loved the little chicks and ducks that we use to get when were kids.....of course, I understand why that is no longer a custom, I probably single handedly caused that fiasco.  The one Easter that I got a duck was not a happy one.......I thought the duck was thirsty, I stuck his head in a bowl of water, well.......he drowned.

Safe travels to you who are on the road this weekend, enjoy your traditions......and remember, ducks just don't get that thirsty.
Happy Easter