For me, Easter is about spring. The beginning of a new season, when the sun is out more, the flowers and trees add beauty to the desolate winter landscape, and produce becomes more bountiful practically by the day. While I love the warm temperatures of summer, nature is truly magical in spring when you remember how pretty it can be. In my yard, the Bradford Pear trees are in full bloom, as is the Magnolia. There are daffodils and a couple tulips – the ones the squirrels didn’t eat. The perennial plants are popping up from the ground.
It’s also about spending time with my parents. Baking (coconut pecan pound cake), cooking (prime rib roast), coloring eggs, laughing, talking, and watching movies and TV (What would Easter be without Celebrity Apprentice?). I know there will be days in the future when I won’t get to spend time with them as often as I’d like, so I treasure it while it’s here, holiday or otherwise. Holidays just feel a little special to me, even if there’s no real difference other than the day itself.
Whatever Easter, or any other holiday you celebrate, means to you, I hope you enjoy it. Thank you for coming on this blog adventure with me; I truly appreciate your support. I am looking forward to sharing more recipes and stories with you. Happy Easter : )