Painted Eggs, Marshmallow Bunnies and The Masters: Easter 2009

We have had so much sickness this winter - just coming off a round of pneumonia with Will, when, bamski...all of the sudden it was Easter! Blooming trees all over town and in our yard, chocolate and jelly beans and of course, dressing up for church and learning how to be reverent and learn again the story of Christ. Our family went over to the Knox family house in East Nashville and we re-lack-sed, painting eggs, loving on the dogs and eating good food. The pictures here are in a sequence of some sort.....of Easter Sunday.

From 'To A Young Son' by Julia Johnson Davis

In your face I sometimes see
Shadowings of the man to be,
And eager, dream of what my son
Will be in twenty years and one.

But when you are to manhood grown
And all your manhood ways are known,
Then shall I, wistful, try to trace
The child you once were in your face?

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MY LITTLE ONE - By Tennessee Williams

My little one whose tongue is dumb, whose fingers cannot hold to things, who is so mercilessly young, he leaps upon the instant things, I hold him not.

Indeed, who could? He runs into the burning wood. Follow, follow if you can! He will come out grown to a man and not remember whom he kissed, who caught him by the slender wrist and bound him by a tender yoke which, understanding not, he broke.


We are so very glad that you are happy...
long may you keep so, my dear boy...
May you go on as well
as you have begun.
- Charles Darwin

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