If you come to this here blog often, you know that my husband and I have been living with our middle son and his wife, and their precious, chubby-cheeked offspring G-Man, almost exclusively since early January. We've been able to get back north to our snowbound home in NH a couple of times, but it wasn't until our trip there earlier this month that we finally got around to getting all of the Christmas decorations taken down and put away until next year...
...with the exception of the tree. Which is still standing, and still has lights on it.
But now it's an Easter tree. That's right: move over Santa Baby, there's a new sheriff in town and his name is the Easter Bunny.
For instance, here's one of my favorites, a new addition to my Santa collection, a treasure found at our downtown Hallmark store just before last Christmas. He's supposed to represent England, hence the English transferware design on his porcelain robe. He looks really good in my dining room, hanging out with my transferware cups and saucers.