Easter Egg Hunt

We keep a traditional Easter in our house, that is, we treat it as the pagan fertility rite it was for millennia before Jesus of Nazareth was born. We don't sacrifice a lamb, but we do have lots of eggs and (fake) baby bunnies and the like.

All of our children love egg hunting. This year my two eldest didn't really participate. Mary watched and grabbed a couple of ignored eggs, and Robert led his cousin Augie around. This left the field open for Thomas, who probably found about half the eggs. But Ben and Clara found plenty, too.

Thomas and Mary reach at the same time for an egg sitting on the top of the sliding tube:

And Thomas celebrates finding the big egg that was hidden in the top of the fort:

Later on we'll have a treasure hunt, and some relatives are coming for dinner. It's a lovely day, too, and the garden looks great.