It was rainy and cold on Easter in Portland, but that didn't deter the Easter Bunny from hiding 45 eggs packed with candy outside my Mom's house. We set out eagerly before brunch, embarking on the greatest treasure hunt of our lives. We were armed and ready, three grown kids with Easter baskets.
The colorful eggs were all over the place, across moats of plants and barkdust. It was a daring journey as a I stretched to pluck a green egg from the fence!
Even St. Francis held the key to happiness.
Hippity Hoppity Easter's on it's way!
We ended up with a treasure trove of eggs - thanks Easter bunny! I'm still not sure what rabbits and eggs have to do with Easter. Rabbits don't even HAVE eggs, usually. Hmm. I don't need to figure it out, I just need to eat my rainbow of candy. I'm going to have a sugar high for weeks.
Family traditions like this are fun. I can't imagine Easter without an egg hunt. I wonder if we'll still be doing this when we're all in our 40's and 50's, or maybe someday, the fun will go to our kids, and we'll be the grown up Easter bunnies.
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Omigosh! That is so cute! Way to keep up the tradition. My mom used to take us to Alpenrose Dairy Farm for their annual Easter egg hunt. I had a love hate relationship with it cuz every year, I think I'd win with the most eggs in my basket and I always lost!
rabbits don't have eggs but; as the rabbit appears in the spring and the egg both symbolize beginning which the death of Christ was, a beginning...
Very nice your family still celebrates lost that long ago when my mom passed on
Mindy who works with me is 36 and wishes her mom still hid eggs! Anyways, are we ever too old to have simple and silly fun??? If we're lucky, "kid" remains inside all of us. My 91 year old dad is still part kid - once broke into dancing to a drummer at Saturday Market - a really silly dance.
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