
Ticka’s Easter rabbits

Ticka’s Easter rabbits
I have no gardening skills, but I definitely appreciate other people’s efforts.

Ripples in water, ripples in time
Flow away from some, towards others
What we don’t know is where we are:
In a pond, river, ocean?
And, what is at the bottom?

Thanksgiving was good: an extended family gathering at a nephew’s. He and his wife did all the heavy cooking (and cleaning), while the rest of us brought side dishes, salads, desserts, and drinks.

The best part was the Goodie Bags that our great-niece Bella gave us. She had a sign-in sheet for everyone to be sure we got our specific bag. Each one was uniquely decorated and had our names on them. We sent her a hand-written thank you card.
That’s us: Ant Tchrisha and Uncel Brucel. I’m keeping these; they are priceless. (The candy inside was pretty good, too.)