A blissful, little Easter

Most Easters we spent with a host of family and friends 

attending services together at church, celebrating the Resurrected Christ.

Typically there is the coloring and hunting of eggs the playing of games the taking of pictures. This year, between the weather and schedules and an illness in our extended family, we found ourselves at our own home with just the immediate family. I cannot say I didn't miss the larger family gathering, but our little Easter  celebration was altogether blissful.

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fisher folk

My daughter's beau, there on the left, would likely be described by the  character played  Sally Field played in "Steel Magnolias" as "outdoorsy." The boy does love to hunt and fish. Fortunately , so does she. She has been her Daddy's companion on many an outdoor adventure. She has field dressed the game they bagged as long as any of us can remember.
In the pictures above, the they'd been "perch jerking" ... whatever that is. If she looks happier than he in the photos, it might be cause she is having more fun. Well, maybe not. But I've never seen a photo of him so happy about a

fish that she pretended to kiss it!

looking like spring

It looks like Spring outside and it looks like it inside, too. 

Among the signs of Spring nearby:

Narcissus and daffodils from the yard in a fingertip vase.

A birdcage full of embellished eggs.

Herbs waiting to be planted in the little kitchen garden.

taking the back roads

Driving through the countryside in the springtime is just  blissful. I take the backroads on purpose so I can watch the progress of the buds and blooms and gentle greening. I snapped some pictures one recent afternoon to record some of what I saw along the way. I wanted to share them here with you.

an Easter parade in progress

Over the years we've collected more than a few Easter figures(ines). Some of them have decorated the children's Easter baskets. Others have been gifts from Sunday School children in classes I've taught or girl scouts whose troop I led.Some are the gifts of relatives or friends. Some I've found and bought. 

None are particularly value, except sentimentally.

I've displayed them on window sills and in baskets, across the mantel over the fireplace and on bookshelves at various times. This year, the grandbaby and I set them up as an Easter parade.

I am not sure how we came up with the idea but before we were through we'd

that dress

One of the things we went to Tulsa for on Saturday was to try a certain white eyelet dress with capped sleeves on the Grandbaby. I had seen the dress when my Baby daughter and I were shopping for Easter while she was home on Spring. i intended to order it online but then thought better of it and decided that I was cutting it a bit close if she was to wear it for Easter.
If the size or still did not work, we could find ourselves in a bind. I do not like to find ourselves in a bind. Hence the trip to pick it (among other things) up.
We walked into the store to do just that. Immediately, the Grandbaby spies another frock hanging on a rack near the one I'd picked out. She wanted to try them both on. When she did, it turned out that her choice was much better than mine. The little dress she selected suited her coloring and was of the "swirly" style she loves so much.
Needless to say, we got the dress she wanted. And the matching hair bow.  She wanted to wear it out of the store and the sales clerk cut off the tags once we'd checked out and folded the little things she'd worn into the store and bagged them for her.
As she was doing so, the sales clerk told us she had been debating which dress to purchase for her own granddaughter and the question was now settled. She was going with the same one you see pictured above.
She got compliments every where we went the rest of the day. At every stop, in every shop, she drew admirers. When we went to dinner, it was the same. After dinner, we took a walk along the Arkansas River. There I snapped the pictures in the collage above.
Her auntie snapped one, too. She was swirling and twirling. One can almost hear the laughter, even in black and white (the tone used for what became said auntie's cover photo.)
What we did not take pictures of  (sadly) was a spirited game of "Mother May I" we played at her insistence . The auntie/baby daughter's roommate and a friend who was visiting them, along with the Hub and I all participated. Again. she drew a crowd. This time, it was made up of people waiting for tables at a busy restaurant on a Saturday evening.
I just hope none of them took pictures.

Snaggle

Friday evening, when I went to pick up the grandbaby to spent the  night, she had a big surprised waiting! She's lost another tooth. Next to the newly lost one, her permanent tooth has just peeked through. These two together have left her looking pretty snaggled. The tooth fairy came to our house Friday night but not before getting careful instructions as to procedure. We did ok, I think.
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