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Something Funny

Before church Easter Sunday I asked Ivy (almost three) if the Easter Bunny had come to her house, and she said, "No."

What no Easter Bunny? 

"Santa Claus left us baskets of candy and presents and Jesus is going to hide eggs in the yard," she said.

Hail Festival Days

There is nothing like a sunny, snow-free, mild Easter to make a whole town smile. It is so nice to be out of the gloom of Lent and in to spring. I keep thinking about what the Dalai Lama said, that death is a change of clothes, and how Jesus would no doubt agree, and I feel better about so many things.

Happy April

With thirteen-plus hours of daylight now, the sun was up when I went to the pool this morning at 6:30, and I think some of the regulars were out walking in the fresh air with all the thrushes and robins where it sounds like spring too-- so the pool was kind of quiet. It will be noisy on Saturday morning with the Dolphins' annual swim-a-thon. The kids are raising thousands of dollars and swimming a lot of laps. One little guy we sponsored is doing 80 laps. Laps, not lengths. 36 laps is a mile. He says he can do it.

Sunday's Thought

“I’ll give you a theory: Man’s closest relative is not the chimpanzee, as the TV people believe, but is, in fact, the dog.”  -- Garth Stein in The Art of Racing on the Rain.

 

So Busy Taking Care of..

Children! Yesterday I had the brunettes- and I couldn't find my camera, I apologize, but my life has been like that lately in that everything I'm looking for is under  a pile of something I should be doing, before I do what I am actually doing... -- anyway, today I had the blondes.  ( The red head is in Juneau, and did very well in his first week of daycare.)

Sunday's Thought(s)

You may have noticed that I have been unreliable lately. There are many blank days with no notes from me. This is what happens to me when 1. I am finishing a manuscript (all last spring) and 2. When I'm waiting for publication (this spring. April 28th to be precise.) During both these times, it's not that I don't have time, or that I don't care-- rather it's some sort of fear that what I have written is not good enough for you. Really. (I'm not fishing for compliments, so please don't fire off a bunch.

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