It’s almost Easter…Seeing the eggs about the place always reminds me of my Auntie Carmels house. She always took responsibility for the storing of the Easter eggs and we always carefully took the sweets out of the eggs and rewrapped them!! Happy days! My little display of eggs has reminded me of those holidays spent in my Aunts house….unfortunately for my own kids there are no sweets in these little eggs!
Memory… is the diary that we all carry about with us. ~Oscar Wilde, “The Importance of Being Earnest”