Happy Easter

Happy, Hoppity Easter...

I went hunting for Easter Eggs in the garden this morning and look what I found.

A beautiful nest of dried flowers with a big egg and lots of littles in it.

Yum Oh!!!

Can you believe how big it is?
I asked Granny why we get Eggs at Easter time?
She told me it was to celebrate new life.
"I beg your pardon Granny"
How can a chocolate egg make new life?
Well she said the little chicks, turtles, crocodiles, and all sorts  of things hatch out of eggs, and we were given a New life because Jesus died on the cross for us.

"So Granny , will a chicken, turtle or crocodile be inside my egg??"

Granny said no. Just real eggs.
OK!!!
am I game to bite into it?

I have the paper off do you think I should bite into it?

Ok here goes. I can't wait to eat chocolate.

 can you believe a tiny little chick was inside...
He doesn't cheep, but I am still waiting!!!

I had Chocolate for breakfast, lunch and now I think I will have chocolate for supper, Just to vary it, I will have chocolate milk to wash it down.

I had a wonderful card from Prudence for Easter. Thank you my dear friend. I love it and have it sitting on my cupboard so I can see it every day.

This is a little note to say Granny and I are going to have a little break from posting every week. You might see a post when something special happens.
Does anything special happen in your house?
Well I certainly will post when I hear that chicken cheep.

Hugs Wilbur

Now this is a special rose that Granny is planting this winter.
It is called "Best Friend."
We are planting it because you all are our beat friends and the perfume will remind us of you all.

My thought for the week.

"It is not enough to buy a tee shirt or some shoes.

To change the world you need to put on some work boots and pick up a shovel."

"Mark Satterfield"

Golly Day.

A bears best friend is Golly.

At our club, "Bears and Friends." we have a Golly day once a year.

We had big ones, small ones and some as big as your fist....

Some were weeny teeny little Gollies.

I wonder if any of these Gollies are related.

We had 450 Gollies at our meeting.

They sure out numbered the Teddy Bears.

The two sitting on the top of that hat box were made by Granny. She was so pleased to see them again. 

This guy was very big.. and look at the teeny weeny little ones at his toes. 

A case full of hugs 

This is where all the teeny tiny ones gathered, so they didn't get lost..

I think I will go and paint my face black, I feel as though I stand out like a soar thumb with all these gorgeous black beauty's.

Granny loves them and so do I. 

They always have so much fun when we play hide and seek in the dark. I can never find them. The problem is they can always find me.

I think I will try toast and vegemite for tea, it might make me look like those beautiful Gollies.

I will see you next week

Hugs Wilbur

This little bear is hungry. He has no stuffing in him at all, but he wanted to tell you all how cuddley he is. 

Granny hopes to finish him tomorrow.

Have a good week all my lovely followers.

My thought for the week.

"Never go to a doctor whose office plants have died."

New Adventures.

Whoopie Do!!!

Adventures with my new hat..

Can you remember when I went to see Paddington Bear, I wanted a hat like his. Well Granny did make one; a brown one... what is wrong with her I needed a red one like Paddington.

So this week Granny dyed my hat.. Not dead, but red.

I love it, it has a gold band and little feathers in the band.

It is just right for adventure.

My Adventure today is snail hunting. Yes you heard me right I am going on a snail hunt. I want to see them come out of their little shells and see that slimey stuff that makes them slip along. 

I am waiting..... 

At last a snail. You do have to be very patient to see snails.

Granny doesn't like them in her garden, She says they eat her plants.

Look I found 5, now I am trying to keep still to see them come out of their shells. 

I have waited for ages, yelling"Granny How long do I have to wait."

She is no help at all. she just tells me as long as it takes.

Well it has taken too long, so now I will never know what that slimey stuff is that makes them slip along,

I was hoping to make a skate park out of it.

Oh well!!! at least I had an adventure, and I wasn't stuck inside with all that sewing and fluff and stuff.

Supper tonight will NOT be snails. I know French people eat snails.

No my supper is toast, honey and peanut butter with a glass of warm milk.

See you all next week.

Wilbur

Hi My beautiful followers.

I'm just letting you know I came inside and found a picture of a mumma snail and her baby. I still don't know how they make that slippery stuff.

My thought for the day