... to those who celebrate. I just love it for jelly beans. The spice kind. Particularly the red ones. Mmm, cinnamon!
Here's my little arrangement, which some pagans would call an altar. I just like having reminders of nature in the little Christmas trees, the paper curled up that's full of my physical therapy routines, the four elements vase, (to the right) which has earth, air, fire and water represented on it's faces.
Here is day 3 of the blooms...lily number one is opening up. Just see all that pollen!
Growing up I only remember getting a new outfit for Easter each year, to be worn with hat and gloves to church. Before that, my Christian Science grandmother did hostess a Easter egg hunt in her yard for the 4 young Rogers cousins (though my sister was probably too young to take part.) My oldest cousin got the golden egg and I was really unhappy about it, for a few minutes. I don't know what she got for it actually, but I was learning about competitions at that time.
Easter Outfits, 1947 & 48, as well as maybe a Christmas outfit with coat and hat. Sis was around 2 years old, to my 5-6 years.
I brought up my Unitarian children with Easter egg hunts in the yard (weather permitting) after we'd dyed the eggs over newspapers. I also spent several years blowing out the innards of eggs and painting them with watercolors as little people, and setting them into collars that matched their styles. By the time my grandchildren came along, plastic eggs were stuffed with candy and money and hidden.
Now I celebrate our mother earth and all the beauty she offers us. I also bemoan the climate crisis that humans have inflicted upon her.
Today's quote:
We can learn a lot from watching ants and bees, living in community and working for the greater good
