Tag Archives: Easter
Humbled
We human beings are so egocentric. By this I mean that I am a human being. And egocentric. But once in a while we get a strong dose of reality. By this I mean that once in a while I realize that I’m not quite as magnificent as I usually believe myself to be. Oh, …
Easter Clothes
Just now, I was pushing little stickpins of cloves into the ham for Easter dinner, and a very old memory came back. It’s funny how an aroma can trigger your brain and suddenly you are back in time – about 60 years this time. Just a little Easter story: When I was about six, my …
Buy Me Flowers
I’m currently working on a very special (and adult-oriented) blog, but Easter weekend needs something more wholesome, so here is a reprise of my Easter post from two years ago. BUY ME FLOWERS Lest you think that my fashion-plateness (platedom, platability?) is a recent avocation, let me present to you little Nancy – Easter Sunday, …
Buy Me Flowers
Lest you think that my fashion-plateness (platedom, platability?) is a recent avocation, let me present to you little Nancy – Easter Sunday, 1958: Not only do I have a stylish pink dress with matching coat, I have a new Easter bonnet, white gloves, patent leather shoes with matching purse, and a corsage. (And Daddy’s face.) …
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