I remember when Easter meant you could gorge on chocolates, marshmallow chicks, jelly beans, cookies, pies, cakes, and a huge dinner. Those days seem so long ago...
Today is a day of remembrance for my former companion in life. He was such a good boy. I think of him often especially when I'm raking leaves or picking up fallen camellia blossoms. He used to eat them so I always had less work. In the days when Peter was hopping carefree around my garden, Easter was always a cause of celebration. It was his day.
HAPPY EASTER, PETER!
I hope he is having fun in bunny heaven.
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