Sunday, April 12, 2009

Unmiring

My kids are mired in tradition -- and candy. The Easter baskets absolutely must arrive. (They have.) Tom thought we ought to do an Easter egg hunt, also, but finally we have something new. A salamander hunt. Our naturalist friend at Potato Creek, Marie, needs salamanders. So, this evening we're Easter picnicking and salamander hunting at PC. If you need something to do later....

Otherwise, have a wonderful Easter and try to send me some poetry writing vibes. I seem to be fading off into a springtime nap or something.

3 comments:

Jennifer said...

I love the Easter baskets too! I don't get them anymore though! Luckily Brad gets my HUGE hints about Christmas stockings.

ctm said...

hunting salamanders instead of easter eggs? that's a poem right there...

apqu said...

NO easter baskets here anymore. Shane hid candy-filled eggs for Drew to find, though and we are coloring eggs today, too. I'll cook something resembling Easter dinner later but that's about it for tradition here. Salamander hunting sounds fun!