We’ve grabbed our Easter bonnets and are heading up North to wish a little lass a happy birthday, though ski masks and boots will likely be more practical on Easter morn.
Do you remember a time when women wore hats as part of their “ensemble”? Even as a little girl, I always wore a hat to church, my thick, brown hair swirling around like little sausages from the rag curls my grandmother, Yia Yia, had created. Penny and Dottie, in matching outfits, skinned knees and anklets. Nice memories for me. I hope you have a few such memories as well, whether you are celebrating Passover, Easter, or the beginning a of new season. Whether it be spring here in the northern hemisphere, or autumn in the southern hemisphere, I wish you peace and hope this weekend, and leave you with Judy Garland and Fred Astaire.