No foolin' around here today!
It's Monday, the start of a new week (and new month!) which is shaping up to be an expected full one, and a day that was my maternal grandmother's birthday. She was the only grandmother I knew as my dad's mother was gone long before I came on the scene. My mom and I lived with Grandma and Grandpa for nearly three years while my dad was serving in World War II and I have many fond memories of their house (always full to the gills of relatives for any and all occasions) and them.
We had a laid back, quiet Easter yesterday. The weather was conflicted with sunshine and snow flurries (heavy at times) nearly all day. And at the same time. The temp was in the 30s, several degrees above freezing, so the snow melted as it hit the ground.
I made a quiche (we are rolling in eggs from our prolific hens) brunch for the two of us yesterday morning. I was flying by the seat of my pants in putting it together so wasn't sure how it would turn out, but (happily) it was really good. Dinner around 5:30 p.m. was an old family favorite of vegetarian "meat" balls in wine gravy which our dear daughter shared with us.
I really didn't think Papa Pea and I would be getting our traditional Easter baskets from Chicken Mama this year. First off, I was betting she wouldn't be able to find our baskets packed away in all of her household contents she has had to put into storage. Secondly, because she was very sick this past week, I didn't think she would have had a chance to figure out and get goodies to fill the baskets. (Oops, that's right. The Easter Bunny takes care of that little task.)
Yes, she really was a down-and-out sickie. If you've seen her latest post, you'll know she got socked big time this past week with some nasty germs which laid her low with strep throat and a heavy sinus infection. She also took a could-have-been-more-serious fall on the slippery, icy, melting snow outside her cabin a couple of days ago. She has some ugly bruising on her arm . . . which I took a picture of last night . . . which may show up on a future blog post of hers.
But back to Easter baskets. I don't know how she does it but she consistently comes up with the perfect gifts (whether large or small) for everyone for any occasion. She has a real knack for knowing what a person would truly like and appreciate. As usual, my basket was full of things that tickled my fancy. Her dad's basket was a hit with him, too, filled with "manly" gadgets and gizmos he loved.
As is typical in northern Minnesota, our spring (ha!) weather has taken a nose dive and was 16 degrees this morning. Papa Pea came in from morning chores a while ago and remarked, "Son of a biscuit! It's COLD out there!" But our snow cover has continued to melt in the last couple of days of warmer (than 16 degrees) weather and the standing water in my raised garden beds disappeared with 24 hours. When tromping across the ground, it's easy to tell it's drying out quickly. Maybe the dreaded mud season won't be so bad this year.
Hope you all had a lovely Easter Day and that this new month of April brings you a joyful zest for the new season upon us. Now, I need to get back to my laundry . . . with zest.
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