Easter was somewhat different this year for more reasons than one. Easter in Coronavirus isolation is definitely unique for one thing. No family dinners, no visiting Grandma Great, no visiting anyone, and no going anywhere. We were just home. Nate cooked a yummy meal and we did an easter egg hunt outside in our backyard around the pond and property. We spent time outdoors in the sunshine, rode bikes, played in the sand and with our kittens.
Easter has brought some new meaning for us too. This springtime has brought more life to our outdoor environment than ever before. Well, maybe we just are noticing it more than ever.
Dawson found a large spotted turkey egg randomly at the farm amongst all the chicken eggs.
We have baby birds that chirp from their nest in the ceiling vent of our basement. We hear them every time we are in the craft room/spare bedroom.
We have had baby ducklings following their parents and swimming around in our pond.
We’ve had baby bunnies and baby chipmunks around the yard, some of which have unfortunately been targets for the neighborhood cats.
We’ve had our own litter of kittens be born and have watched them open their eyes for the first time and be cared for so tenderly by their mother.
All of this new birth and new life has been so fascinating this spring, this the Easter egg has become more alive and meaningful for our family in a real, concrete way.
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