So That was Easter

Easter, to me, is the whole weekend. If I need to be specific, I will call the actual day, Easter Sunday. It's just how I have always thought of it. So it was that our family Easter occurred on Saturday.

As you know, Saturday began with the pie pickup and included the discovery of the nascent tulipa in our garden. But I have already posted of that, so let us move on.

During the day it became confirmed that our little clan would be able to convene here in late afternoon. When it came to pass, dinner for our huge, extended family of five was chicken cooked in a hoisin-hickory sauce and served with rice. Of course, there was pie with ice cream, or as the cultured might say, pie à la mode.

Accomplishing the gathering was touch and go for awhile, and so it was a somewhat unexpected treat to get together. But can you believe that neither Sue nor I thought to take even one picture? That is just crazy.

Sunday's weather was a miserable as sin, which doesn't seem appropriate for Easter. We went for a walk regardless and were not unhappy when it was over. We did treat ourselves to a drive-through Timmies coffee, which we have been doing a lot of recently, as we have perhaps been a tad overindulgent at Easter. I've had a bit of chocolate too, but I have been relatively restrained.

We did receive a surprise Easter gift, aside from the chocolate bunnies that Sha and the kids had brought over the day before. When we got to the window at Tims yesterday, we were told that the car in front had paid for our coffees. How nice! They were already on the road, and though I waved in gratitude, my thanks went unnoticed.

I contemplated returning the favour to the car behind, but I thought that if I did that, we wouldn't really have received a gift, so I decided to not make that gesture. Perhaps, I will pay it forward someday: forward to the person in back.

On our walk, which we took before the Timmies stop, the poor crocuses were still tightly furled, so neither of us attempted another photo. Surely, we will be able to get in one or two more photo ops before their fleetingly short lives expire until next year, but darn it if it didn’t snow overnight — just a dusting though 

I did take some pics of the raging water that flows under Gillies bridge with the idea of taking a still but then merging it with the soundtrack of a video clip for your listening pleasure. It was an amateurish and inelegant work-around and probably a dumb idea, but I managed to do what I aspired to: 7 seconds of a still photo accompanied by the sound the rushing water  

And that, dear folk, was Easter.

A note in passing: some of you have requested more information about the tower greenhouse that I recently mentioned in passing, and I shall comply in the fullness of time. Unfortunately, I have yet to uncover a photo other than the corner of the greenhouse that you previously saw.