Drop by drop the snow pack dies, watering the arid lands below. |
The March 20, 2013 prompt for "Blogging Circle of Friends Prompt Forum" is What do colored Easter eggs make you think of? These are the memories of colored Easter eggs, laying in a woven straw basket on green faux grass around a chocolate Easter bunny, with tiny candy eggs scattered throughout. These are the memories of colored Easter eggs... eggs of red, blue, yellow, and orange; eggs that Grandma Mary helped us color on the eve of Easter. These are the memories of colored Easter eggs scattered in an airport field across from my Grandparent's house; eggs that we searched for on Saturday afternoon, as we anticipated Easter Sunday's feast. These are the memories of colored Easter eggs, of waking up on Easter morning to find the Easter baskets that Grandpa and Grandma had place on the kitchen table after we had gone to sleep on Saturday night. These are the memories of colored Easter eggs; the memories of peeling eggs for breakfast to eat with the bacon, toast, orange juice, and milk Grandma fixed for us. These are the memories of colored Easter eggs; of returning from Easter Sunday services to eat our chocolate bunnies, with another cold glass of milk. Thought of the Day: "Happy easter everyone. I miss easter egg hunting. Is it weird for adults to do that?" - Mark Salling |