As I was sitting here smelling the hyacinths, it brought back so many memories of Easter at my parents house when I was a kid. The smell of the flowers reminds me of getting all dressed up for church and then coming home and running around the house finding my hidden baskets. I may not get basekets anymore, and I haven't died eggs in years, but I am looking forward to my Premise Maid candies which will find their way into my house in two weeks!
As a treat, here's a blast from my past. I'm not sure the bunny costume was actually for easter, but it fits the holiday.