The Easter weekend was part of a stretch of very pleasant weather. I mowed the grass for the first time this year, and cleaned out the shed of the yard waste bags that have been sitting there all winter. I took no antihistamine before doing so, and wound up with blistery hands and arms as a result.
In fact the spring has brought me red and itchy skin, runny and itchy nose, burning and watery eyes and sometimes achey joints. That is what the cut grass and spewing pollen do to me. It tends to happen every spring.
My brother Bill paid a surprise visit during Sunday lunch, bringing with him a large black dog named Rebel. He was a big, friendly dog who spent most of the time wandering around the house, panting all the time. I was told he was a Labrador retriever. I remember living next door to neighbors with two such dogs (Cassius and Jet); and those dogs were nowhere near as big as this dog.
This year I decided to make my own Easter eggs. I used lemon juice instead of vinager, and did ten eggs, two of each of five colors. The results were iffy: The egg dyes were blotchy, and were not color-fast.