Easter


Easter afternoon, ham in the oven with a coca cola glaze and kids home from BFI's in about 30 minutes. Poor Jr. has taken ill so its up to me and the Willnaur's to cook. Hoo boy, will this be interesting. Willie's doing the vegetables and a pasta dish for the boy. I got the ham and made the glaze and bought some lovely loaves of semolina bread and a beautiful braided challah too. Desserts also had to be purchased as poor Weezer will not be bringing any of her homemade delights. Cherry pie and a cake thats says HAPPY EASTER! is what we will be finishing dinner off with this year, compliments of the Stop and Shop bakery. Can't wait for the kids to see their Easter goodies and the house smells like cinnamon and cloves.

A light exists in spring
Not present on the year
At any other period.
When March is scarcely here

A color stands abroad
On solitary hills
That silence cannot overtake,
But human nature feels.

It waits upon the lawn;
It shows the furthest tree
Upon the furthest slope we know;
It almost speaks to me.

Then, as horizons step,
Or noons report away,
Without the formula of sound,
It passes, and we stay:

A quality of loss
Affecting our content,
As trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a sacrament.

Emily Dickinson