Easter is a magical time for me. Just like Christmas, I took quite a bit of pleasure in introducing Kaz to the wonderful delights of poking about in the garden looking for chocolatey treats from the Easter Rabbit, eating toasty hot cross buns (this year I made them myself for the first time) and popping down the road to the National Trust house at the Hill of Tarvit to try out our dyed eggs in an Egg Roll. We boiled those eggs so well that ours bounced down the hill several times before it got a bit ‘icky’ and we headed off to poke about in the grounds for the Easter Egg Hunt clues for yet another chocolate treat. A happy kind of festival.
50 things for 50 