I woke early Easter Sunday morn, remembering my uncle Alvin who always gave me an orchid to celebrate the day. He raised orchids. I was very young — in grammar school.
Drinking my first cup of coffee, I remembered that last Sunday I found an old friend — a chef I enjoyed watching who no longer had a weekly tv show. His name popped up when I turned on the tv to check the days weather.
Coffee in hand — running late — I turned on the tv to find Ming Tsai cooking in Hawaii with his mother and father. Ming’s father is 92. I’ve watched this program before — not happy that I was late — put it on record. They were making an oriental hot pot complete with dumplings. Ming’s two sons were also part of the show.
We always had Easter dinner at my house. When my children were young, aunts and uncles would join us. If we were in the country — no big dinner, just an Easter egg hunt. I have found eggs many years later — still hiding.
Now my children are grown with families of their own. Since my husband passed, we no longer gather for the holidays. I’m not planning on cooking a big meal. Lamb is marinating and will be in the oven in the afternoon.
I have the morning to relax, plan meals for next week. the temperature is rising. 70’s are expected. My meals have been winter based. It is time for a change.
I added two sprigs of silk yellow wild flowers to my plants on the back porch yesterday. It was a welcome sight this morning.
I’m ready for CHOCOLATE and an Easter egg hunt.
Wandering With Spirit 
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