Six-thirty on Easter Sunday morning and time to take a brisk (and somewhat fresh) walk on Dive Street.
I don't know if you can make it out but the foreground is full of primroses and daffodils and in the background that little brown smudge is the Easter Bunny sitting in the snow.
Brrr … So much for spring.
Happy Easter, one and all!
Brrr … So much for spring.
Happy Easter, one and all!


14 comments:
lovely, sugar! just in from a very early walk with ghost ...4am and it's 55F, bit cloudy, but a gorgeous full moon...happy easter!
(i'd like to talk to you about some locations in malta, can you email me?)
Happy Easter, Savannah!
55F sounds nice; it's snowing hard here now.
As for Malta; I've not been back since I was little and have no idea of where anything is.
The best person to ask would be Dina at Malta Daily Photo.
tanks, sugar! ;-)
I have more snow than you.
Oh Dive how wonderful that you caught the Easter bunny just for us. So he lives in Dive Street! I've often wondered where. Ahhh. Happy Easter Dive. May your waistline grow just a tad over the hols, bursting with chocolate. Six this morning? I was curled in a ball under my duvet I was dreaming i was telling my father he was making driving errors, which he was and my mother said he was drunk. All three events would be unheard of in real life.
snow and daffodils. Hmmm.
Happy Easter, Dive.
Well i've just spoken to my parents who live at the bottom of your garden (well, they're nearby at any rate) and they've told me that it's been falling fast this morning. So the poor Easter Bunny must be hopping around the deep snow by now searching for a patch of green somewhere?
You're just lucky, Dive, to have the Easter Bunny at such close quarters. I hope he hops over to Dive-Ville before his kugeln freeze off.
And a joyous Easter to you too, old son !
Happy Easter Dive! Hope it warms up for you soon over there!
Phil: I have lots more, now.
I'll go take some more photos later.
Robyn: Much more snow and daffodils now. And it's still coming down. Hey ho.
Lynn: Happy Easter! Your parents are right; it's getting whiter by the minute.
My waistline will stay where it is as I don't have any chocolate.
As for the Easter Bunny; I … er … just ate it in a stew.
Monsieur B: The Easter Bunny was delicious, stewed with winter vegetables. So I'm afraid there'll be no more eggs for the kiddies of the world.
Happy Easter, Shazza! We're even deeper in snow now, but I suppose that's only fair as we didn't have a winter this year.
Boy howdy...that there is what we prairie people call us a "dustin"....
Yup. You have REAL snow over there, Maria. This is about as bad as it gets here, for which I am truly thankful.
I bet the daffodils got so confused yesterday - and perhaps today.
And not just the daffoldils … I'm pretty messed up myself.
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