As I awakened Easter morning I poured myself a mellow cup of ginger tea since I was getting over a cold, and gazed out the cabin kitchen window to watch the sun peak over the tips of the Old Man in the Mountain. I had kind of forgotten it was Easter since I hadn't colored any eggs or added any blossoming twigs to the kitchen table as I did when were young. So after a slice or two of toast and honey I returned to the bed for a bit and just enjoyed watching the world come alive. The birds were chirping up songs of excitement and the sound of hummingbirds buzzing in search of sweet nectar prompted me to place the feeder outside for their enjoyment. The moles and shrews were out in places the snow had entirely melted and busily dug their tunnels and the stellar jays made their usual rants. Perhaps in this photo you can see a bit of the hummingbird.
I visited with friends across the bridge for a coffee of morning brew and briefly chatted about the projects we were all immersed. I then headed into town (Granite Falls) for a day of docent work at the local museum. Even though it was a holiday we had a fairly good turn out which helped the day pass.
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