Easter Day dawned with parasols, japanese tea, peach preserves, mass, and an Easter egg hunt. We enjoyed Uncle John's visit, and watched the lambs cavort across the lawn...
Bothilde pointed out the blooming dogwood trees with heart winging intensity:
" Look Mama! The buds are LELLOW! the buds are LELLOW!"
Someone skipped her nap today to help Papa shell corn for the chickens and seed lettuce in the greenhouse. The quietest moments on the farm are often the sweetest.