My brother and I, 1961. We had matching sailors outfits. I had a bonnet, gloves and a white patine purse. Easter meant new clothes for church, waking up early and running outside, searching for our Easter baskets in the garden, mine was by the purple irises. Easter meant hard-boiled eggs dyed in bright colors, (the colors I liked, the eggs I did not!)
Easter in France means the church bells ring and ring and ring, there isn’t an Easter bunny here, it is the church bells that spread the chocolates far and wide! We live next to the church.
Easter, the golden egg, the celebration of life, the empty tomb, the hope of a new day, the singing of Alleluia!
Put on your Easter bonnet and join the parade!
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