gloomy saturday

It is.

And yet it was fine in the house. We have lights and heat.

Little Jay and James went back to college to visit friends. Maria's at a movie with a friend. Lydia's a quiet as a cat.

It's just these giddy people--in the dirt in socks, driving people nuts with their laughing and the shrieking from the smaller one.

We did the eggs, raked the yard, had a fine supper of hot dogs and chips.



And now a little schoolwork--they're happy about the dinosaur pencils I found when the closet was cleaned.


I'm so glad Easter is not my holiday--no cleaning, no cooking, gorgeous. I love my sister.

We have filled the pinata for tomorrow, though what a pinata has to do with Easter nobody knows. They're ready.

Onward to Easter. love, Val