After a snow-filled winter, we have been favored with a beautiful spring so far.  Who would have guessed when there was still snow on the ground just one month ago, that we would have already had several picnics in balmy weather by now?

The place setting for our Easter picnic was not really a profound recognition of birth and rebirth, although I wish I’d thought of that at the time.  Chalk it up to having run out of all other disposable plates.  But appropriate none the less.

We are enjoying trees bursting with color.  The grass greening up to create those soothing rolling hills.  And we are eager to see new lambs on neighboring farms.

But we don’t even have to leave home for one of our simple pleasures… the smell of spring, the birds playing in the trees, new herbs poking up in the beds and the view of our still dormant vineyard from our relaxing rocking chairs on the deck.  What a setting…