Signs that Easter is Near....

Daffodils and Violets in bloom.... a sure sign that Easter is near.

Our pharmacist in his Easter finest: Another good Easter-tide indication.

(He agreed to a picture when I explained I needed proof that I was not imagining that a giant rabbit was dispensing potions and pills that morning!)

Probably the most important non-religious sign of the season: Peeps!

So cute to see pink chickies!

And lavender bunnies all in a row.

Everyone smile!

(hee hee hee...)

Oh Oh OH!!!!

The bunnies!

The bunnies are getting BIG!!!!

The little pink chickie...

Is growing....

And growing!

Wow!

That Baby Bird is almost as big as Big Bird now!

Awww....road kill peeps.

Or maybe we should call them "Performance Art" Peeps.

Yes...I think they suffered for their art.

Their sacrifice for our enjoyment was great.

Technical notes: Peeps blow up best in low power microwaves. The lower the power the bigger the blow-up. I've seen the chicks blow up to the size of foot balls without breaking through their sugar coatings.

The sugar coating keeps the peeps from sticking to the plates or rupturing to the point of explosion.

This fact is the one drawback when blowing up peeps, at least in one young lad's opinion.

(The "lad" is out of town right now with his wife and in-laws, otherwise he would have been right there with me again blowing up spring time marshmallow critters!)

Once a mother of a son, always the mother of a son...explosion appreciation comes with the territory.

The fresher the peep, the bigger and better the blow-up. Mine were on clearance at the store today and they were already showing signs of shriveling up.

I had to put them out of their misery and shame.

No Peeps were injured during the filming of this post.

Serious...those weird little buggers really seemed to like doing this!

For those who were wondering what the "perfect" card that Gail sent to her younger sister said (roughly from memory):

" You may be another year older..."

Then inside:

"But I'm still your Big Sister"

(Oh how fun it must be to be a big sister, and to taunt your little sister forever!)