Daffodowndilly
She wore her yellow sun-bonnet,
She wore her greenest gown;
She turned to the south wind
And curtsied up and down.
She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbour:
“Winter is dead.”
-AA Milne
Here’s what it looks like around Morges:

tree branches getting ready for leaves

poor rowan was so excited to go to the beach and play with the beach toys on the first day of spring. but it was too windy. the kind of windy that takes a lot of effort to walk against and blows dirt into your eyes.
pretty pink blossoms.
the sun’s been out so much, i finally got some sunglasses for my little vampire, who screams like a banshee anytime the sun shines in her eyes.
i’ve been wanting to make an easter egg tree for years, and this is the year i’m actually going to do it! the branches are all ready, i just need to get enough eggs. niamh’s allergy is slowing me down a bit, but i’ve got some baking planned for this weekend!
the chocolate eggs in this boulangerie window display look like they’re dressed up to dance at a vegas show.