Here we are at the end of Easter Day, 2011. It was a relaxing day with friends and family. A small group we were for dinner: Papa Pea, Chicken Mama and me. Our good friends, M and D, stopped over for a visit. We're so fortunate to have them as friends and nearest neighbors.
Papa Pea met Chicken Mama at the door when she arrived and she handed him one basket while she went back to the car to get more.
Why look! It's an Easter Wabbit and she's bearing gifts!
My basket on the left, Chicken Mama's in the middle, and Papa Pea's on the right.
Here's Papa Pea opening a box of very special goodies that the Easter Wabbit made especially for him.
Chicken Mama makes an unbelievably, scrumptious confection that tastes like a Mounds Bar (which used to be her papa's favorite candy bar in his misspent youth) except her concoction is a trillion times better . . . to. die. for!
Chicken Mama was pretty happy that a copy of Catherine Friend's new book, "Sheepish - Two Women, Fifty Sheep & Enough Wool to Save the Planet" was in her Easter basket.
The Easter Bunny also wrote Chicken Mama a letter which she seemed to find pretty funny.
Hope you all had a really nice Easter Day and that you enjoy your Easter goodies and all the egg salad, deviled eggs, and hard boiled eggs that will be your lunch tomorrow. And the day after that. And the day after that.
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