Enjoy the Hunt

I love watching little children on Easter egg hunts; their pure delight and surprise in finding an egg tucked at the base of a tree or in the leaves of a tulip plant is contagious. And if the egg is a plastic egg, their anticipated joy at what lies inside exudes from every pore. Depending upon the child, the happiness is the hunt, not the hunted, or both. This is my Easter egg hunt to you: little nuggets that are not related, except they are Read more