I can still see the lilac peeking from my mother’s garden above their neighbors, the irises, perhaps exchanging gardening tips.
My grandfather decorated the yard by hauling his rosemary plants down from the attic to greet all guests, their aroma luring you in. Even Fluffy, the cat, wore a robin’s egg blue ribbon in her gray, furry hair.
I like when Passover and Easter collide since they’re both such happy holidays.
You don’t have to be religious to participate in either, but it is the start of a new season after all…a rebirth….and that goes for us too.
Don’t be surprised if you see Spring, the little show off, sashaying in her Easter bonnet.
A lovely day for all.