Day Ninety Four

Easter Fun

Grand kids Shelby and Elijah all decked out in their new Easter outfits.

Shelby and Elijah and daughter Kelly and son in law Jerry shoot Nerf missiles at each other.

Elijah and niece Julia hunt for those elusive hidden eggs. Some were harder to find than others. Just ask Julia whose prize egg refused to be found until her mom dug it out from under some thick plants. Hubby Neil found a prize egg from last year. Still had the five dollar bill inside.

Daughter Holly, niece Julia, daughter Kelly, niece Sarah, granddaughter Shelby, sister Jane (and Buddy Cat) enjoyed eating Holly's decorated hard boiled Easter eggs and all sorts of Easter candy treats.

Grandpa and Elijah peel and eat yummy hard boiled eggs.

Later this afternoon, Shelby practiced her roller skating up and down the street with support from her mom. Elijah and Kelly cheered her on. It was a beautiful day and I'm thankful I got to spend it with my loved ones. Happy Easter!

Day Ninety Three

Picture Postcards From A Saturday In Spring

Day Ninety Two

Yard Work, Hard Work

It's Good Friday and Neil was off today. We tackled some outdoor chores. I cleaned the porches and Neil dragged out his wood chipper and started mulching the dead limbs that seem to be everywhere in our yard. That chore alone is going to take more than one day. He mowed the grass this afternoon. It was 86 degrees here today. These tender Spring blooms just can't take that kind of heat. The Daffodils and Hyacinths were drooping. Looks like rain coming our way Saturday. The blooms could use a cool drink.

Day Ninety One

Two of my most favorite people in the universe. And that's no joke. Love you guys!

Day Ninety

Postcards From A Sunny Day

These three jets looked like they were racing each other over my back yard this morning. Wonder where they were going?

Grandson Elijah was stylin' in his new shorts and shoes. He couldn't wait to play outside.

A tender Spring tendril on some plant out back. I thought it was cute.

Elijah was digging for worms again. He never does find any. Not even a bug. Although we did see a bunch of bees flying around some tiny flowers in the grass. He does not like bees. We talked about what they eat. I said pollen. He said chicken. And french fries. It could happen.

I love these little buds sprouting everywhere. The Lilac bush has some neat ones. Well, neat to me, anyway.

Granddaughter Shelby on her way up the path to Granny's house this afternoon. I sure do miss little Eddie Kitty waiting for her with me each afternoon.

And so I say goodbye to March. And good riddance!