Better Days gone by

It’s Springtime. Time for new beginnings. This time of year also brings back memories of more simple times. Dad getting ready to plant the garden. March 17th, day to plant potatoes. I tagged along after daddy trying to do everything he did. Grandma’s flowering bushes starting to get buds. Momma hanging clothes on the clothesline. Much simpler days indeed. Waiting for the St Pats parade and then Easter.

I think momma loved Easter the best. My sisters and I always had special Easter baskets full of candy and one very special gift. Usually Avon jewelry for Easter church service. We always wore hats and sometimes gloves with our Easter dress. A dress that momma would make special for us. Usually matching. We always new the true reason we celebrated Easter. Not for hiding Easter eggs that we had dyed the night before or for the Easter bunny who hid the eggs and left us baskets, but for celebrating the miracle of Jesus rising from the dead and preparing a place for us in heaven.

Then finally summer vacation. Playing with dogs. Riding my bike to visit people, and spending time with my best friend Dana. We would pick the vegetables from the garden. I would help snap the green beans. All the women in the community canning fresh vegetables and fruit. Much simpler times. Such good memories..

To be continued ….