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Happy Easter Eve

As Clairee says, “Now, it’s almost time for the Easta’ Bunny! Run on down!”.

So, hurry up and get those eggs dyed and those baskets ready for his arrival. 🥕

{Doris Day | Circa 1965 | Studio Portrait: “Doris Day wears a high-neck, yellow jacket with a brooch on her right shoulder, as she prepares to paint a basket of stacked eggs” | Getty Images | Pinned HERE}

HELLO, April

Hello, April. You’re picking up where March left off with a cool, blustery, rainy start. We’re ready for you to bring some sunshine our way, although I won’t complain about a snow day off from school, if you usher that in before you leave us. 

We’re ready to watch the bulbs continue to sprout from the earth and burst forth in a sea of pinks, blues, yellows and whites. We’re ready for the Easter Bunny to pay us a visit and hopefully leave a few surprises in our Easter basket. 

We’re ready for the Easter break from school and a chance to catch our breaths. We’re ready for the opportunity to breakfast on the beach and go for long strolls with no plan, just going with where our feet take us. We’re ready for our days to continue to lengthen as we move more fully into the season of spring. 

We shall continue to find space in the quiet moments, to dance, to enjoy each other’s company and to find joy in the little things.

Welcome, April! We’re ready for all that you bring this month. 

{Vespa Bunny, by Paige Spearin | Pinned HERE}

It’s almost time…

It’s almost time for the Easter Bunny! Our eggs are dyed and ready to be hidden. And our basket has been set out and laid with fresh paper grass awaiting the arrival Easter treats!

{Paas Easter Dye Kit Advertisement, April 1960, Found HERE | Pinned HERE}

HELLO, April

Hello, April! You greeted us with snow this morning and it was positively delightful! If only school had been cancelled too and we could have stayed home drinking hot chocolates and watching those big fat flakes gently float down like feathers from a pillow fight. Lady Winter is not quite done with us yet and she ever so gently deposited snowflakes into the creases of daffodils and filled the cups of crocuses and dusted the rocks along the shore. It was a magical start to the month.

We’re ready for more bulbs to spring forth around us, surrounding us in a sea of yellow daffodils and pink striped tulips. We’re ready for the Spring Break that you will bring and the opportunity to work to our own schedule. To take even longer morning walks with a beach picnic packed up and ready to be gobbled down when we find the right spot. We’re ready for more strolls at dusk as the days begin to lengthen and fresh clean air being blown through the house, making the curtains sway.

We’re ready for a visit from the Easter Bunny in hopes that our basket is filled with all sweet things and maybe a small surprise or two. Welcome, April, we’re ready for all that you bring.

{A model wearing a headdress of pink and mauve lilacs and a bow of pink satin ribbon, by Emme, photo by Horst P. Horst for Vogue Magazine, 1959 | Pinned HERE}

HELLO, April

Hello, April! We’re ready for the Easter Bunny to visit us and see what is tucked into our basket come Easter morn. We’re ready for the sunlight to change hue and the days to deepen. We’re ready for the golden shadows that welcome in evening when the world starts to quiet again.

We’re ready for the warmer days you will bring and the bulbs and branches in blooms, dotting the landscape around us in menagerie of colour, like a painter’s palette. 

We’re ready for the chance to picnic on the beach and leave the windows open longer before the evening chill sets in. We’re ready for strolls at dusk along the water and up through the gardens. We’re ready for spring to continue to be ushered forth, we’re ready for this next season to continue to bloom and grow. And we’re ready to see where you take us next. 

{Easter Candy Collage by Terrain // Pinned HERE}

Feast Of The Seven Fishes

I am fully aware that we are no longer in the season of Christmas; in fact we are just about to flip the calendar over to April. This is a post I had been working on in the weeks leading up to December, but as with many things these past few months, some pots have to move to the back burner and this was a pot that got moved and turned to low. However, we are currently in the season of Lent and as “fish” is still playing a prominent role and my love for Christmas doesn’t begin and end in December, I’ve rationally reasoned that I can just slip this in under the wire and so I’m running with that. 

More than a year ago now, back in late October of 2019, I was scanning through YouTube in search of a clip for a piece I was writing. A movie trailer popped up in the suggested list and I was amused by the title, so I clicked on it. Before the trailer even finished, I knew this was a film that I had to see. I showed it to Mr. Michie that evening and he was in complete agreement. So, one Friday night, curled up on the couch with a bowl of popcorn between us we watched it. We laughed, we cried, we recognised these characters in front of us and then we watched it again and after that we watched it again and after that… well you get the drift. 

We discerned after our first screening, but that thought became more solidified with each successive viewing, that we would be making our family watch this over the Christmas holidays when we were all together (*This was Pre-Covid when we could move freely). One side of my family is loud, crazy and Italian. All of our events revolve around food, but doesn’t everyone’s? This movie resonated with me, it spoke to my soul. I know these people, I know this town, I understood Tony’s reservations about letting someone else peer into the idiosyncrasies of his family. Every family has their own dynamic and letting someone else have entry into that world is a very personal thing, it’s a baring of your soul.

One evening, after Christmas day, by the twinkle of the lights on the tree, we sat everyone down and pressed PLAY. The rest, as they say, is history. Like us, they were hooked. It has truly become one of my parent’s favourite movies of the past year. So much so, that they have bought it, watched it repeatedly and told everyone else about it. This movie isn’t a secret that you keep to yourself. Personally, I’ve watched this movie in parts here or there, or fast forwarded to a favourite scene at some point almost every day of 2020, that’s still happening in 2021. It has been one of the many things that has gotten us through this current period with humour. 

Feast of the Seven Fishes, is a charming, comically and tenderly crafted story with a lot of heart and soul. I feel that I know each of the characters. The clothes, the cars and the sets are perfect, down to the tiniest detail. The grandparent’s house is inviting and cozy, you believe this family truly lives there, it’s like being at your actual Nonni’s house. The Christmas tablecloth draped over the small dinette set in the kitchen, the angel card stuck on the avocado hued fridge and the ceramic tree with it’s jewelled toned lights glowing on the counter are all the little touches that seamlessly work to enhance and flesh out each scene alongside an outstanding ensemble of actors. Like a real family, their expressions say more at times than their words do. 

Robert Tinnell has written a story about life, home, family, relationships, love, good food and the people you meet along your journey. I don’t care if you come from a crazy Catholic Italian family or not, this movie will speak to you. At its heart, it is simply about family and everyone can relate to that. 

Do yourself a favour and go watch this movie! 

Boun Natale!

The following are two conversations I found interesting, you might too:

Conversations with the cast and director of Feast of the Seven Fishes

The FEAST Podcast: A conversation with director Robert Tinnell