Things are slowly warming up here in New Brunswick... the temps are gradullay warming, the snow is finally disappearing (not fast enough!), we can see a little green here and there....not much mind you, but a bit.... A month from now the grass will be green and my backyard will have swathes of purple violets (our provincial flower) and my apple trees will be budding. There is nothing like opening your bedroom and bathroom windows and looking out over the apple trees in bloom- the scent is heavenly and it makes me remember my Dad. He planted these trees with HIS father, when he was just a little gaffer. Aahhhhh spring! I can't wait. I will certainly be sharing some photos with you, when the trees are in bloom. 
I am grateful that my Grandfather had the foresight to buy land on a hill - especially at this time of year, when the Saint John River is close to flooding it's banks once again. Last year was bad - the flood damage was extensive and many families who live along the river suffered much damage. Our family is lucky to be high and dry- the Mactaquac Dam would have to let go, and the whole city would be under water, before we would be in any danger. The "family farm" - all 67 acres - was originally a Fox Ranch... but thats a story for another day. Our parents are both gone now, but my two brothers and I live side by side (a rare thing these days) and they now run the family business. ... safe and dry on a hill.....
OK, I'm getting sidetracked here.... this was supposed to be about the Easter Bunny. I was looking at my bowl of smocked eggs this morning, amazed that a year has passed so quickly - last year Easter was early, in March. Laura was in Ottawa on a weeklong program at the Terry Fox Center - "Encounters with Canada" is a great program for highschool youth, bringing young people from across Canada together for a week to explore todays issues and problems, as well as the opportunity to meet others from all over the country. She returned home on Easter Sunday, (after a long 40 hours with no sleep) by train...quite the experience.... a week that she will long remember...friendships that will be long-lasting..... Anyway, another year is gone.. and spring is upon us again, with rising floodwaters..the Easter Bunny better be careful where he "trods"..or he'll have muddy wet feet.... Speaking of bunny paws, tomorrow I'll tell you the story of bunny tracks at our house when Mark and Laura were little....I'll get out and get some pics of rising waters over the weekend....
Piece,
Linda
Hippity Hoppity, Easter's on it's way....
3 comments:
Oh Linda ... I so laughed about Mark's attempts to capture the EB! Mine too also still expect him to leave treats ... isn't that a hoot!
AWESOME Smocked Eggs! I've never see these before but they are so amazing! Did you create these ... I'm sure you did! Thanks for sharing!
Have a Happy Easter!
Actually No I did not create these beautiful eggs myself. I should have mentioned that in my post. They were made by a very dear friend- Joy Haines. She was our next door neighbour when we lived in NS. When we returned to NB, she sent me some gorgeous crocheted snowflakes at Christmas, and these beautiful eggs at Easter. I think of her every time I look at them...
I also love the eggs. Maybe I will get out the smocking stuff if I don't get into crazy quilting.
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