Christ is risen! He is risen indeed!
Hallelujah!!
Far Side
We gathered at Jen and Andy's for Easter. The food was marvelous! We enjoyed way too much food and a rousing game of Bingo. The Great Grands hunted for their Easter Baskets and had an egg hunt.
On Saturday we enjoyed Ice Cream with my parents...and I gave them each a hug. They have completed their vaccinations and so have we. Isolation has been hard for them...especially Mom who is a very social person.
On Sunday we watched church online. Far Guy and I cooked a nice meal...Roast beef...
On Easter Sunday I saw my first Robin and took a photo out the kitchen window. Far Guy and I saw a Robin in our tree last Thursday...but before I could take a photo it took off...probably to she who sees robins first house.
Here is the Robin record in our yard.
April 19 2008, April 11 2009, April 5 2010, April 4 2011, March 23 2012, April 27 2013, April 9 2014, April 24 2015, April 21 2016, April 5 2017, April 29 2018, Late May 2019, March 31 2020 and now April 4 2021.
For us usually snowbound isolated people in Minnesota... the first Robin in our yard is a big thing!
Far Side
“From the beginnings of history, people have searched for order and meaning in these events [phenological events], but only a few have discovered that keeping records enhances the pleasure of the search, and also the chance of finding order and meaning. These few are called phenologists.” – Aldo Leopold (1947)
The girls were 13 and 9 1/2 years old at Easter that year. Their Grandfather Marvin got out his trusty Polaroid and took some photos.
Their dresses were pale pink and white, they wore white shoes …but must have outgrown the Easter hats!
Far Guy and his girls
Proof that they were not too old for Easter baskets and they had at least one parent! This photo was taken at Far Guy’s parents house, the old red couch could sleep a six foot person (Far Guy’s Dad was real tall)…we had that couch in our home for years…and then it went to Jennifer’s home. Notice the flocked wallpaper, since Far Guy’s Dad picked out the couch his Mother picked the wallpaper. The drapes facing the road were closed and there is a photo of the girls on the coffee table in front of the window.
We had a quiet day at home. Decided to make lasagna late in the day.
There is too much flu out there to go out for dinner or to relatives where we were invited but my Dad has a cough and my baby brother’s wife has strep and Influenza B.
Our Nurse Practitioner daughter has told us to stay home when ever we can and out of germs. She says going out once a week for groceries is questionable…
Anyways we went for a walk in the afternoon. We didn’t see anyone.
It is no joke, we have snow for Easter on April 1st. The big storm missed us but we may get more snow this week. Who really knows or cares anymore at this point.
Have a piece of chocolate…
This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid down his life for us.
I found this postcard in an antique shop.
I thought it was a beautiful in it’s simplicity. It was mailed on April 4 1912. Mail being the best way of sending a greeting or you could send a telegram…or run over to the neighbors or into town where there might be a telephone…or you could visit face to face…now that is a novel idea.
Best Easter Wishes!
First we will revisit Far Guy’s Easter memories. It was a snowy Easter that year, they are standing in front of the of the house you can see the highway and the forestry trees in the background.
Far Guy holding the Easter eggs and his sister holding a purse and wearing a Easter hat/bonnet. This photo was taken in 1955. Far Guy says he remembers that day because he wasn’t very happy to get all dressed up….he didn’t like the bow tie. Easter dinner would have been at his paternal grandparents home… chicken dinner with noodles and pie and lots of times it was blueberry. His maternal Grandmother was in the sanatarium because she had TB in the early 1950’s….visits to her were restricted and the children were only allowed to see her through a big window.
This one was taken in 1958 and it is me along with my baby brother we have Easter baskets. The photo was taken in the house at the farm, we are standing in front of the door that led upstairs.
It was traditional to go to my maternal grandparents home every Sunday for dinner and Easter Sunday was not much different…ham, chicken and scalloped potatoes with a few more jello salads to melt into a rainbow of colors on your plate and many desserts. My paternal grandfather became a widower in 1953 so family meals and big get togethers didn’t happen very often.
One thing I recall the eggs that we colored on Saturday would show up in our Easter Baskets and from there they would go to a soup bowl on the table to be eaten during the week…sometimes the dye would infiltrate the eggs and they would be turned bright colors.
I love to tell the story
Of unseen things above,
Of Jesus and His glory,
Of Jesus and his love.
I love to tell the story,
Because I know its true;
It satisfies my longings
As nothing else would do.
I love to tell the story,
'Twill be my theme in glory
To tell the old, old story
Of Jesus and His love
One of my favorite hymns. Happy Easter!
The last time I cooked Easter dinner for everyone was 2010. So it was about time I took my turn. 38 were invited. 14 attended. Needless to say everyone that showed up took home leftovers and Far Guy and I have plenty to eat for the next few days.
The tall boys put out eggs for the little boy egg hunt. The yard was dotted with eggs. Teddy had fun gathering them up…he also enjoyed the train upstairs.
Jennifer made carrot cake cupcakes with even some gluten free ones for her grandfather. She took over the kitchen on Saturday afternoon and made crescent rolls. Andy double smoked the ham in his smoker. (It was really good!) My Mom made some pickles and Cindy and Jody brought a tray of veggies. I made turkey, mashed potatoes and gravy, cheesy potatoes, corn, coleslaw, baked beans, fruit and Rice Krispy bars.
It was a good gathering. I couldn’t have done it without great help from Andy,Jen, Adam and Noah. Look how tall those boys are…next year I bet they pass up their Dad.
Noah and my other baby brother Jody washed and dried a mountain of dishes.
Here are the “guys”
Andy, Gene, Adam and Noah
After everyone left we all had a nap…even Chance.