Today, we bid goodbye to the Easter season, 2020.
It was certainly a changed holiday this year, thanks to you-know-what.
Not this year, bunbun:
No hugs for or from the grandkids.
No kisses, either.
No Easter dinner gathering.
No fun eating colored foil-wrapped chocolate Easter eggs by myself.
Luckily, I was able to bake my traditional Easter cheese braid , a really delicious bread.
Also, ham with pineapple slices and cherries and a spoon roast got cooked.
Even though we couldn't eat together, I shared everything but from a safe distance.
We just hauled the covered food into the car, drove it over to a designated destination, and left it on the porch floor where it was safely picked up and brought into the house for consumption.
Now, bye bye bunnies, lambs, and Easter eggs.
All will be wrapped and put away.
Tomorrow (hopefully) awaits.