March has come in less like a lion than like a cyclone and then continued on from there. Always a busy month for us with family birthdays and a seemingly endless parade of birthday parties for my son’s friends, the added complication of an early Easter has really thrown us this year.
We like to decorate and “do up” the holidays. We also like to be avoid the over decorating with throwaway junk and try to be at least somewhat eco about the whole thing…which requires a little more care preparing for each holiday.
Some years you just have to wing it.
While the early month birthday planning went well but, by the time St. Patrick’s Day rolled around I was already planning Easter. I never did find all of my decorations for the Irish event and the ones I did find were about for more or less a nanosecond prior to be replaced by chicks and bunnies.
The bright spot was my seasonal or nature table , which dues to space constraints occupies a small table in the corner of our dining room. Rather than make an elaborate display, this year I settled for a piece of driftwood, a pine cone and a gnome.
The early spring white silk, leftover from our winter display was swiftly replaced by a green one and a scattering of wooden shamrocks and gold pieces for St. Patrick’s Day. We magically transformed the gnome into a leprechaun for the day simply by proclaiming it so.
A few days later we whipped off the green silk and draped both pink and purple ones over the table and scattered about our Spring lamb and felted eggs, as well as a few pink chicks our neighbors left as a surprise on our doorstep a few days before.
While I would like to have spent some time this year making some more felted eggs and attempting some new Easter crafts I am acutely aware of how time flies. Perhaps it is because I only have one child. Perhaps it is because I realize how precious these early childhood years are because of that.
Either way I choose to spend less time decorating and more time with my son this year…reading books completely unrelated to Spring, digging in the garden with no particular purpose and dressing up like pirates.
Oh well, there’s always next year. When’s Easter? Late April, I hope!
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