Attack of the Gigantic Easter Chicks

I did a double take when I saw this postcard! The chicks are gigantic -- and it looks like one of them is yelling, "Hey Ma! I FOUND one!!!"

EEeeeek! The look on the child's face seems to echo that sentiment. An interesting Easter greeting to be sure!

Above is the back of this very unusual postcard.

Sparrows on Snowy Fir

This is another of our beloved Grammie Jenny's cards. She not only loved little children, but she loved birds. Her yards were filled with ponds, bird baths and every kind of flower and seed a bird might want to eat. Her fondness for birds showed the tenderness of her soul.

Friendship's Token - Pink Saturday

This is an illustration from a wonderful vintage book of poetry. My dear friend Marian gave it to me with this inscription: “To a very special friend. From among my OLD memories.”

She flew away to heaven some time ago. I will always miss her very much. And so in honor of my dear Friend I share this poem:

Only a little token,
Offered for Friendship’s sake—
Picture and song together
Here, with my greeting, take.
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What though on brightest pictures
Time’s hand at last be lain;
What though earth’s songs awaken
Only to sleep again?
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Voices once loved ring ever
In faithful listening ears;
The sacred hand of Friendship
Gleams through the mist of years.
-- Ellis Walton

For more wonderful pink moments please visit Bev at Pink Saturday.

Legend of the White Easter Lily - Postcard Friendship Friday #4

It is said in the Garden of Gethsemane, there were many beautiful flowers.  The loveliest of all was the pure white lily.  The fragrant lily knew it was beautiful and proudly lifted its head to show it's magnificent flowering to anyone who happened to pass by the garden.

On the night before He was crucified, Christ came to pray in the quiet heart of the garden. As He prayed and wept, all the flowers of the garden bowed their heads in pity and sorrow. But the proud lily would not bow its lovely white head. The next day, the lily discovered the Lord was going to die. The flower felt so miserable about how it had acted in the garden, it bowed its head in shame.

Since that long ago day, to honor the Lord and to show its sorrow, the lily has grown with a down-turned blossom.

One of our PFF Friends, Postcardy, posted some lovely Easter postcards and poems last year. I borrowed one of those wonderful poems for today's post.

Spring bursts to-day, for Christ is risen

And all the earth's at play.
Flash forth, thou sun, the rain is over and gone,

Its work is done.
Winter is past, sweet Spring is come at last,

Is come at last.
Bud, fig, and vine, bud, olive,

Fat with fruit and oil and wine.
Break forth this morn.

In roses, thou, but yesterday a thorn.
Uplift thy head, o pure white Lily,

Through the Winter dead.
Beside your dams, leap and rejoice,

You merry-making Lambs.
All herds and flocks rejoice,

All beasts of thickets and of rocks.
Sing, creatures, sing, angels and fern

And birds and everything.
All notes of doves, fill all our world:

This is the time of loves.

Happy Postcard Friendship Friday!

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Easter Gladness

There is something so precious about baby chick--never mind that they will quickly become chickens. But even adult chickens can be cute and rather interesting.

There is new life all around. Spring has truly sprung with its flowers, babies and a sense of great hope.

In the Forest

I love this card. It is another beauty from my darling Gramma Gladys. This scene reminds me so much of the forests of my childhood. All that beauty and mystery--I find myself wondering wondering what is behind those trees, what's down that creek, there must be a hill or two to climb just beyond my vision . . .

Legend of the Violet

The first glad Easter morn

When earth united to rejoice,

The Lord walked into a garden

And each flower raised its voice

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As they sang their hymns of joy

With happy, sweet accord,

A little violet tried in vain

To see the risen Lord.

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And as He came, the violet sighed,

"If only I could be

As tall and bright as other flowers,

Then He might notice me."

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But when He reached the violet,

The Saviour paused awhile,

The violet blushed and bowed its head

Beneath the Master's smile.

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You see, it really didn't matter,

Not being grand and tall,

For the Lord loves all living things,

However great or small!

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And to this day, all violets

Bow their faces toward the sod,

Remembering that meeting

With the blessed Son of God!

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I loved this legend when I read it in this lovely old card from my precious Gramma Gladys. The poem was inside.

Egg-sactly Right! - Postcard Friendship Friday #3

There is a charming legend about coloring Easter Eggs. The story begins with Mary Magdalene. She was bringing cooked eggs to share with the other women at the tomb of Jesus. It is said the eggs in her basket miraculously turned brilliant red when she saw Jesus had risen from the dead.

Another version of the story has Mary visiting the Emperor of Rome to tell him the good news.

She greeted him with “Christ has risen,” whereupon the Emperor pointed to an egg on his table and replied, “Christ has no more risen than that egg is red.” As soon as he said this, the egg is said to have turned a lustrous red color.

Easter eggs are decorated in many ways. Some of these eggs are beyond beautiful. There is a process called the batik (wax resist) which is used to create intricate, brilliantly-colored eggs, the best-known of which is the Ukrainian pysanka. Then we have all have heard of Fabrege' eggs, which were exquisitely jewelled Easter eggs made for the Russian Imperial Court. Most of these creations had delicately hinged doors which opened to reveal hidden surprises such as clock-work birds, or miniature ships.

Happy Postcard Friendship Friday, and Happy Easter!

Little Lamb

This is another lovely card from Grammie Jenny's vast collection. I can't think of a more winsome and beautiful symbol to celebrate both Spring and Easter on this beautiful sunny day!

The Luck of the Irish - Postcard Friendship Friday #2

The name Leprechaun is derived from the Irish word leipreachán, which means "a pigmy, a sprite, or Leprechaun".

The earliest known reference to the leprechaun was in a fairytale from the Middle Ages titled The Adventure of Fergus son of Léti. The story begins with the good King of Ulster who falls asleep on the beach, only to awaken to find himself being dragged into the sea by three lúchorpáin. He captures his abductors, who grant him three wishes in exchange for release.

The leprechaun is said to be a solitary creature, about three feet tall. He makes and mends shoes and loves a good practical joke.

In ancient times it was said the leprechaun wore red, not green. The leprechaun's jacket was rather distinctive, with seven rows of buttons, seven buttons to each row. He wore a cocked hat, and when he was up to anything unusually mischievous, he would leap on to a wall and spin, balancing himself on the point of his hat with his heels in the air. The Leprechaun is rumored to live at the end of the rainbow, guarding his pot of gold.

Marie gave me permission to let you all know that she will not be doing PFF anymore. Due to a condition she was born with, she's losing her eyesight. This brave lady has two young children and is learning Braille. I am honored and privileged that she has asked me to permanently host PFF . I will do my very best to fill this wonderful woman's shoes.

Christmas Candle Peek

This is another sweet card Grammie saved in her collection. I love the holly sprigs on her dress. I'm sure she and that darling little grey kitty were a wonderful surprise to whomever is on the other side of that curtain.

DADDY UPDATE: Dad received some disheartening news last week. The CAT scan shows no healing in his neck bones. Please pray for his healing, and that in the meantime Dad will be able to tolerate the neck collar he must wear to keep his neck steady. Also, please pray for my precious Mumsie. This is so very difficult for her.

Happy Birthday Son

It seems just yesterday I held my son in my arms for the first time. I will never forget that day. Today he is twenty years old. How quickly the years flew by.

In my mind's eye I see your face and all the good times flash in my mind's eye. You are not a little boy any more.

Happy Birthday Son!

I am so proud of the man you are fast becoming. You are noble, kind and wise. You are persistent and strong. I thank the Lord for you, my Son.

Elven Hill

This illustration is from one of the fairytale books in my collection. When I was a little girl I often daydreamed about visiting fairyland, or entering the doorway in the hill where the Elves lived.

The style of this pen and ink drawing is wonderful. I especially love the lizards in the gnarled tree. I would pour over these drawings by the hour, dreaming, making up stories of my own.

I still have a GREAT imagination!

So What About That Easter Bunny? - Postcard Friendship Friday #1

Welcome to Postcard Friendship Friday. This is my first time hosting this fun event. I admit I'm a little nervous--I hope it all works the way it's supposed to!


The Easter Bunny as an Easter symbol seems to have its origins in Alsace and southwestern Germany, where it was first mentioned in German writings in the 1600s. The first edible Easter Bunnies were made in Germany during the early 1800s and were made of pastry and sugar.

The Easter Bunny was introduced to America by the German settlers who arrived in the Pensylvania Dutch country during the 1700s. The arrival of the German Osterhase, or Easter Hare was considered one of "childhood's greatest pleasures.

According to tradition, children would build brightly colored nests, often out of caps and bonnets, in secluded areas of their homes. If the children had been good, the Easter Hare would lay brightly colored eggs in the nest.

As the tradition spread and years passed by, the nest eventually became the Easter basket and the placing of the nest in a hidden area has become the tradition of hiding eggs.

Hope of Happiness

Happy Birthday, my darling little Niece. I remember the day you were born. How you have grown.

We had a wonderful day together. How grateful I am for your loving heart and winsome ways. Somehow you bring healing and happiness in your fingers.

I love you!

Missing Crickette'

My husband and I are grieving over the loss of our dear little cat. She went missing Sunday.

We just discovered this morning that she is indeed gone. It is strange that each cat or any other animal, has their own individual personality. We will never find another kitty like her ever. And so we grieve over her. I'm so glad we have pictures. We can remember and celebrate her funny personality and ways.

I called the police in town...they say they picked her up Saturday night...I think she came to say goodbye..  Ah, I am going to miss her so much...