It’s time for our annual Easter Eggstravaganza, and for once Mother Nature is going to cooperate. I don’t know how often you see cute kiddies in their Easter finery at an Easter Egg hunt shivering in 6 inches of snow, but in Colorado it is almost a yearly occurrence. This year they are promising 70 degree days and sunshine, so we will enjoy it while we can, because we know we will have at least one or two more dumps of snow. Probably on the tulips and to freeze the fruit trees. Such is life at a mile high.
For some reason, this year, most of our pics feature long-eared lagomorphs, or bunnies if you prefer. Might be because I have a thing for bunnies that I try to keep in check, but it seldom works. I was able to pass by this deformed rabbit with no problems though:
Seriously, how close to Chernobyl did this thing live? On top of the double strength legs we have those eyes! There is something going on in there, and I don’t think it is pretty. If you stuffed this in your kid’s basket, you might as well put a down payment on the therapy right now. It could save you money in the long run. I certainly wouldn’t feed it after midnight or turn my back on it.
I am not crazy about the sickly sweet, supposedly decorative, ceramics of the world, and this couple is no exception:
They aren’t the worst things I have ever seen, but they certainly aren’t anywhere near the best, and who wants to clog up your boxes of Easter decorations with something this boring. I guess they are decked out for the Easter Parade, but they aren’t going to take the prize.
Not crazy about this “sculpture” either, but if you ever want to know what a bunny grandpa looks like, this is it:
If he hadn’t spent his time breeding like, well, rabbits, he wouldn’t have this problem. Now, I am assuming he is bunny Gramps, as he has that sort of grey bushy mustache on his upper lip. Hopefully it is not the neighborhood squirrel that found a convenient place to perch. Needless to say, he looks harried and harassed, and this may be the last time he ever volunteers to babysit, unless he has a good stiff scotch in both hands.
I remember being quite temped by this little egg:
It was even harder when I opened it up and saw inside:
It was coming apart here and there, and the bunny inside was just ok, so I was able to resist. Plus, four bucks seems a bit much for some Styrofoam and plastic that I still have to fix. Still if you must make room for Easter decorations, and we all should, this is more like it.
What is up with this egg?
So doesn’t everyone need a giant plastic egg with feet on a spring? In case you are on the fence, it lights up:
Serious waste of plastic and glitter here, and it is not like glitter is rare, but in this case, some conservation would go a long way. Nope, not cute, and certainly not useful, as it would just sort of lightly glow and bob. Rather like an ineffective space alien that got here and found out their whole ship was smaller than your average barn cat.
Now I do like this kind of bunny:
I love these little straw decorative animals. I have a whole menagerie of them. They used to sit on a shelf in my front hall, and make me happy, till Ramses the killer kitten decided that they would be very fun toys, along with all my baskets, my Steiff animals, our pillows, curtains, and legs. You get the picture. Needless to say the moveable objects have been removed to a safe haven till heaven knows when. Good reason to let this sleeping bunny lie.
I also love this bunny painting:
I think it is probably a good thing that I was not with Deb when she saw this, as I might have had to bring it home. Who doesn’t need a bunny with a chick on his head? Better than your average Easter bonnet, if you ask me. I give full marks to the artist who signed their name with panache right in the top corner for all to see. It was probably large, and expensive, so it is a good thing I didn’t see it in person. Lots of times we are satisfied with a picture, and this will have to be one of those times.
The way this past year has gone, and now this year is going, I think these would be a great idea:
I can’t think of a single person who wouldn’t feel better taking one of these and cracking it over just about anyone’s head. If you wouldn’t there is something seriously wrong with you. Even if you are a nice calm Zen Buddhist, we all need to let off a little steam. Mom may not like cleaning it up, but I bet if you let her whack a few over the kiddies and hubby, she would have just as much fun as the next person.
Here’s wishing you a healthy and Happy Easter, and for those who don’t celebrate, a lovely and gentle Spring to you.