Happy Easter, everbody. We did the usual: church, a meal, a quiet afternoon.
The altar is all flowers.
Our little girl is getting so big.
An egg hunt at Sour Cherry Farm:
We move to the ranch, where Leigh is mixing bloody marys.
The Easter brunch bar.
Deviled eggs by Peggy! So good.
The plantation desk.
Mom’s Hepplewhite, she scored at a flea market in Texas.
Peggy and Sam:
Jim and Irene:
LeighLo and Grammy:
Homemade Easter ham. We brined and smoked it ourselves. Recipe here: Simple Smoked Ham.
Frittata with greens and sweet potatoes, by Irene. Delishy!
Greens from Blooming Hill Farm:
The table is set.
I found a few old photos in the albums in the office. Here, an Easter brunch with Dad. There was a music conservatory at this home, all glass. With a harpsichord.
Dad and me one Easter. I think this was Trinity Memorial Church in Warren, Pa.
Grace Rhodes Holt.