Easter Sunday

It was a beautiful day in Montana for celebrating Easter—the birth and resurrection of Christ. 

Michael took Emmi for a walk and we then headed off for Red Lodge dropping Emmi at Nat’s.  For a couple of years now we have met our friends Jane and Rich in Red Lodge for Easter brunch.  After moving to Powell, WY in 1992 a divorce left me high and dry there—I was the director of nursing for the small hospital where Jane was one of my nurses and Rich worked in the lab.  Rich and Jane along with their children Elizabeth and Jonathan took me into their family and I became one of their family.  Jane stood up with me when I married Michael.  As the years have gone by and tragedy struck Jane and Rich, we haven’t seen each other as much as we once did but our friendship has persevered.  When we do get together it is as if we have never been apart—we took over a table in that restaurant and had a hard time giving it up—it was so good to see them.

I remarked last night—“well at least the kids didn’t have to hunt Easter eggs in a snowstorm this year.”  That remark must have triggered Michael’s memory.  He remembers as a child finding a “gold” egg at the annual Big Timber Easter egg hunt that was worth $20!!!  That was a lot of money for a little kid way back then!  (Sorry Michael for the “way back then.”)

Life is good—we got to take the little Toyota MR2 on the road trip today!!

Spruce Grouse I think.

Ski runs on Red Lodge Mountain.

She found the sunshine at Granddad’s.