April contest on Reflections. (The link takes you to her site, the winner of March's contest, and the rules for entering.) I've already sent her my entry; you have until next Saturday if you decide you want to send one in.
peeps. I actually disliked their texture. Not to mention that they are made of some mysterious sugar mixture. The link takes you to a page that explains about many efforts to dissolve those things; they don't. But I did like decorating hard-boiled eggs and eating chocolate bunnies. That, and the magical look of the Easter basket filled with shiny cellulose "grass" that managed to get tangled up with the jelly beans. Thinking about past childhood Easter events always gives me a little indigestion. I must have indulged in sweet things one time too many.
Although I probably did go on some Easter egg hunts, I don't have any recollections of any. However, as an adult after I started skydiving, I do remember one Easter at Skydive Arizona. I used to travel from Colorado to Arizona in the wintertime, and the last boogie of the season was usually at Eastertime. I was camping out in the tent area and woke early one Easter morning, making my way to the showers, when I heard an announcement over the loudspeaker that early birds MIGHT find some hidden Easter eggs. Peeking under the bannister next to the showers, I spied a plastic egg! I picked it up and looked inside; there was a ticket for a free jump! I used it that Easter Sunday. Talk about a happy skydiver! The staff had hidden a few dozen eggs with prizes inside. The grand prize was free jumps for the entire day, but I was happy with what I had found.
This Easter Sunday is particularly pleasant, even if I haven't felt moved to eat any Easter eggs, chocolate or not, and I haven't got any plans after a wonderful morning walk with Smart Guy. I have read all the blogs that I follow and am filled with warm wishes for a blessed and happy Easter, and I have given a few of those myself. It's a wonderful day.