Around Easter, Carmie of the blog, Single Nester, (Here) had a giveaway that I won. Honestly, I can't really believe it. I'm not a "lucky" person at all and when I DO win I am stunned! Anyway, she was giving away this lovely cream crinkly infinity scarf. It is so pretty! Thank you again, Carmie!
In order to enter you had to leave a comment under her blog post on the giveaway about your favorite Easter/Passover memory and then you had to write a blog post about it. So as promised this is what I wrote about in a longer version:
Growing up Easter and Thanksgiving were my favorite holidays and as my favorite seasons go, I am definitely a spring and autumn girl. Funny how the seasons correspond with the holidays...Easter in the spring and Thanksgiving in autumn. Anyway, I couldn't wait for Easter because with Easter came spring and oh how I loved the smell of the grass, and the beautiful dark green color. I loved walking barefoot on it because it felt like a thick carpet squished between my toes.
Where we grew up, the month of April would bring some very lovely warm and sunny days and if Easter fell towards the end of the month we would sometimes already be going barefoot.(I know, hard to believe) Easter Sunday was pretty special to us because not only did we get colored eggs and a basket of candy (the usual i.e. jelly beans, peeps, (they made me sick) a cadbury egg and a large hollow Easter bunny) but we went to church dressed in our Easter finery! It wasn't an easy feat for my Mom getting five children ready for church (later that number would grow to nine) but my Mom somehow managed to round us up and march us into the bathroom.
When I was in the third grade (and I don't know why this Easter particularly sticks in my mind) my mother made our Easter dresses. She usually made a lot of our clothes as she was a wonderful seamstress. That year our dresses would be an a-line shape and made of linen (think 1959 or 1960). My sister's dress would be a greenish blue, and mine a lighter shade of blue, both were short sleeved. She purchased us a pair of those cute little socks with lace around the top of the sock and some dressy Easter shoes. We didn't wear an Easter hat because we always made our own. In the spring, we had these bushes around the front of our house that had lovely little clusters of white flowers on them that grew on thin branches. She told us to cut the branches long enough so that they would lay in an arch around the top of our heads which she bobby pinned across the top of our hair. I have to tell you, that my sister and I thought we were the "cat's meow"!
Imagine if you will five little "cotton tops" (we all had snow white hair), three girls, dressed in the dresses my mom made, and two boys, dressed in freshly ironed white starched long sleeved shirts with bow ties marching into church filling up almost a full pew, mom and dad included!
Not an easy thing to accomplish on a Sunday morning after we had just eaten enough Easter candy to make us all fidgety and giddy. I just remember that in spite of a challenging budget and more children than I can personally imagine trying to manage, my Mom always got us to the Church on time and dressed as fashionably as possible during those early years of our lives. My Mom passed away several years ago and I don't ever remember thanking her for that Easter memory. So, I want to thank you Mom...thank you so much not only for my special Easter memory but for all the memories!