I am not even going to complain about the wind. A first, for me. We can’t grouse, as parts of the US are having tornados and blizzards, so what is enough wind to turn your average picnic table into a flying kite to grumble about? Just springtime in the Rockies. Gotta say I wish it would come with a bit more moisture, as fire season is already looking grim around here.
Easter is a tricky time for me. I have this terrible soft spot for bunny rabbits, as long as they are not nibbling my garden, so I usually drag one or two home, but so far so good. I probably just jinxed it, but considering the offerings, I am pretty safe.
Take Momma bunny here:
When Dad gets home, he is going to get an earful. She was stuck at home ALL day with Junior and he had colic. When he finally drifts off, you-know-who is going to buzz through the door and announce himself in his big booming voice, and then all bets are off. It will give new meaning to boiling the bunny.
We are also very worried about this bevy of rabbits:
A couple of them appear to have had waaaay to much fermented carrot juice, and are face planting into the Astroturf. We never did figure out if this was supposed to be some sort of candleholder or what, but needless to say it was a good idea gone bad.
And here we have another pissed off hare, plus his inebriated friend:
How do they make bunnies look so angry? The one in the middle is definitely giving everyone the stink eye. I wouldn’t cross paths with that one in a dark alley. I don’t think you would come out a winner. The standing white rabbit, on the other hand, is late for a very important date with a glass of scotch. Judging from the state of his pink eyes, he has already gone steady with the bar for quite a while.
Luckily, not all rabbits are bad, we got a kick out of this, and we totally agree:
It makes us happy and hoppy all at the same time, plus some extra hops right to the potty. Honestly, you could do worse than have your morning cup of joe in this.
We also liked this cute little bowl:
Fill it full of jelly beans, and you have a winner indeed. Better than this starched up character:
I give full marks to the crafter who managed to starch that bunny into an upright position. How long did they hold it? I don’t think I hate it, but I don’t love it either. Again, not crazy about the 3D plate. If you are going to have a plate, make it useful, or just make it a picture. Whoever thought it was a good idea to make decorative plates, should be taken out and have a billion of the dang things tossed at him, as he is single handedly responsible for half the crap at the thrift store.
Now this quintet of rabbits is downright terrifying:
You will never convince me that this is not the hand of the devil disguised to lure little children to their doom. OK, if not that, it’s just a huge letdown to find an old glove in your Easter basket. Heck, I would rather find a box of Peeps. Buy a cute plush and call it good. No amount of Reese’s Peanut Butter Eggs is going to make this better. There is probably not enough Easter grass to cover it up, either.
We noticed this cake pan, and we have a problem:
WTF were they thinking? I know lamb cakes are frequently present at Easter tables, but this is flat-out ugly. We were relived to find a normal-looking lamb on the opposite side of the box:
Methinks Wilton’s creative department has been drinking with the white rabbit. Or maybe they just finally mastered frosting flowers and were dying to show off their skills. Just stick to the plain white lamb and leave the flowers in the garden.
I found a few eggs that folks had laid as well. I actually purchased this one months ago. Not sure what possessed me, but it was kind of funny:
There is a real egg under all those beads, and the orange ones are actually crystal, so someone spent a small fortune on them, and it makes the whole thing weigh a ton. The swan is pretty funny larking about in his pine coned habitat, and lest you think this all the work of little gray haired old ladies, the base is actually 3D printed. How many calls for egg holders do they get on Thingiverse?
I also purchased this egg:
Not sure what I was thinking about, but it might have been some of that hoppy coffee. I am seriously on the fence about making it or selling it, but am leaning towards selling, as when I am done crafting it, what do I have? A brown, not chocolate, Easter egg with deer in it, and who needs that? Hopefully someone, as up to Etsy it goes. While we are at it, do you supposed they hand made the drippy candle as well? It probably should have been black to point out just how scary this whole mess is.
I am confused by this egg:
I honestly think it is a duck, but the the thrift store put it with the Easter stuff, so I am going to do likewise. I couldn’t get it open, but I don’t think it is an egg coddler, but it would be cooler if it was. Your morning duck egg is served. He has had some really bad experiences in the cupboard, and the post-traumatic stress is kicking in, or maybe he saw Mrs. Bunny get her revenge and it really shook him up. Either way some medication may be in order.
One last fun hare for the year:
He is a little odd, but at least he is proud of it. Holding that crowned head high, and joyfully standing up for spring. Could be a whole lot worse. We wish you a Happy Easter, and many signs of spring! Here’s to daffodils and tulips and pussy willows by the yard!