Post-Easter Reflections

Easter symbolizes new life.  April the giraffe finally had her offspring.  What will people talk about now?

Easter egg hunts, as a child, were fun–with real, dyed, hard-boiled eggs.  There were more than a few belly aches, from consuming too many.

Of course, a few hidden eggs were never found.  Those not found, were left to be scavenged by critters.  If there were anything that would eat foul-smelling, rotten, hard-boiled eggs.

The giant warehouse store wasn’t crowded Saturday.  The mall was, however.  Hope everyone had a Happy Easter weekend.  It’s a beautiful Sunday afternoon.  Should I dare wish everyone a Happy Monday?


Author: warturoadam77p

65 year old married retired communications worker with three grown children, transplanted from the Midwest to the sunny Gulf Coast.

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