This morning the puschkina decided to join the rest of the flowering clan. That's six species so far, with the daffodils showing yellow tips. After last night's storms we wondered if the crocuses and snowdrops had survived. No problem, those little guys just bend with the wind and perk up come morning.
Not so all the brightly colored eggs I hung so carefully from the lilac and honeysuckle bushes to amuse my grandson and the neighborhood children. They were spread all over the lawn as if a demented Easter bunny thought Easter had arrived early. With an Easter basket in hand, I gathered them and may put them up again when the wind dies down.
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