we got water
we got eggs.
this year I counted them. 25 each. 4 went unaccounted for. They’re with the single socks. remarkably peaceful and laid back Easter sunday.
Husband had to do taped interview, go figure, so without annual church guilt, his father was after al the minister and easter by far the most daunting religious holiday of the year for him, us girls did pajamas, colored a few more eggs, ate proportionately more chocolate eggs than were colored, watched tennis, quick visit to Lincoln Road to photograph dogs, Iona’s plan for a blog: THE DOGS OF LINCOLN ROAD, swam 20 laps, dinner and to bed.