It is beginning to look like Easter here at Dog Trot Farm....eggs have been hung...and a bird finds a home in an old primitive decorated pussy willow tree....

rabbits sport their finest....some shiny and new....

others collected from long ago....


there are dancing rabbits....

while others sport eggs....

a fuzzy peep....

eggs and grass....

delightful scents found everywhere....ti's spring ....

Awake, thou wintry earth~
fling off thy sadness.
Fair vernal flowers, laugh forth
your ancient gladness ~Thomas Blackburn~