I had to squeeze the cheeks on the new baby goats on the farm.
This cherry blossom was planted as a sapling the year I was born. It's now nearly 30 and is so incredible it stops traffic. Only my sister could be more beautiful than that. It's become a tradition to take a picture of her in front of the tree when it's in full bloom.
For Easter dinner, Daimon and I drove across the state to spend time with his arabic side. I decorated his bro with blossoms.
Now that I'm on spring break, I spent a day in New York, buying some much needed pysanky supplies and working on my artwork. Here's one I plan on recreating soon with more intricacy. Happy Easter! I hope you enjoyed it, whether you have traditions or not. It's always fun to invent traditions if you don't have any. You can be the person that celebrates Easter in some weird and interesting way.