How I love a good Easter Egg hunt with the kiddos.
No matter the age of our little ones, we get those plastic eggs filled with treats, loose change and fun little gifts and we hide them in high and low places either outside around the yard or if it’s raining, inside where you’d never look. BUT the kids always knew just where to find them no matter what. Maybe, one day, we might even count how many of these eggs that we hid beforehand.
Hasn’t happened yet…but who knows.
Decorating Easter eggs has definitely got to be among my most precious memories for this time of year.
Symbolizing new life, growth, the resurrection, and the strength that comes from our families that represents hope are among my favorite concepts to embrace even now as an adult.
As a child of the 50’s, I have to be sure to include the Easter bonnets that we wore at this time of year as one of my most precious memories.
I’m sure I’ll be triggering many conversations here.
My Mom would make each and every one of her four daughters a dress for Easter Sunday and then adorn a straw bonnet to match each outfit. The photos are pretty impressive. I never wanted to take my bonnet off.
But that’s what comes from being the oldest in the family. Oh, I just thought of those sweet little half gloves made from lace that adorned our hands as well.
Classy times back then.
Then there was the food…So what will it be in your household this year? Maybe a Lamb roast or an Easter ham or a combination of the traditional pies like the ones Grandma used to make ahead. In the true spirit of our Italian household and for the full week ahead of Easter Sunday, we all were focused on the specialty pies that made up our tables for this holiday. I decided one year, early in my married life, to make the braided egg bread for the family. The smiles on the faces of my aunties and my grams were priceless. The truth is, I had a long way to go before I was even close to what my elders were able to create but they never let on.
My bread got better with time. And now my granddaughters are taking up this tradition. They’re already ahead of my original efforts.
Chocolates and marshmallow peeps were among my favorites to adorn my Easter Basket. I’m somewhat of a grown up at this point but I still expect a basket every Spring to adorn my table. If I need to, I make my own. After all, it’s a long time between Spring and the three other seasons that we have to endure.
The shift, especially this year, as the ground thaws and the daffodils push through, there seems to be a renewed excitement for all things traditionally Spring.
Perhaps the cost at the grocers for greens and eggs will drive the local market to reach new heights.
We’re already planning out our garden to include the items that we can dry and freeze and of course to use fresh as the season progresses.
We’re definitely hoping our adventurous neighbor who raises chickens will be back at it again this Spring.
There, honestly, is nothing like the color of the yolk of a freshly hatched and well fed chicken.
There’s just so much to honor this Spring. Whether it’s new traditions that we begin or older concepts that make a renewed appearance in our lives.
It’s an especially lovely time of year to celebrate.
Pat Larsen is a syndicated columnist for the local areas inclusive of Northern Ulster, Greene, Columbia and Albany regions.
Pat brings music and movement to her favorite people, Baby Boomers in East Durham, weekly.
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