Easter garter chicken (vintage early 1970’s, I didn’t knit it, don’t know why I own it now):

Easter Sunday, ripe green view of Lansing from my window:

Easter lunch (note hard-boiled egg on its prime day of the year):

Easter poem (well, a heartfelt poem about new beginnings and spring):

from the “book” of common prayer
wash my heart & call me clean
a hard time is over

yesterday I listened to the grass grow wild
green under the snow

& now I see the water fall
from your eyes

let it rain
let it rain down on me

forgiveness is mine/listen to your lover

the trees will buy new dresses
the birds will flower

I called it a hard time, lord
but it’s over

tea is on the table, honey in the pot
bread and butter
even the radio wants
to be my friend

that hard time, lord
it’s over

The poem is on page 75 of a wonderful, fabulous, incredible gem of a book. (Included here with permission.) Written by none other than my friend Lynne Ruelaine Stokes… poet, photographer, artist.