Happy Easter

This year's Easter card has the bear in the window in both pictures.  It doesn't have the Easter Cornucopia, which deserves a separate post.

Did I explain why I have a bear in the window?

This past Monday I got a message from a neighbor and friend (and the director of Women's Environmental Network, Anya Deepak), asking whether I was home and had a bear I could put in the window because her son had heard that there were bears in windows and wanted to see one.  They live in the Grove just down the street from my house.  

I do have a bear because after my mother died, Kathy had four bears made from my mother's clothing, so she, Suzy, Jonathan, and I each got one.

In Mom's advanced care directive, she said that if she ever had to be put into a facility, she wanted to be outdoors as much as possible.  But when she went to Aegis, which had a beautiful garden, her Alzheimer's gave her a paranoia that made her afraid to go outside, so after her death, I put my bear in the corner of my bedroom looking out at my garden, and that's where she'd been until Anya and her little boy Bophi came by.  I left the bear there overnight, assuming it would fall off the sofa on its own, but it's been there ever since, and I think the change of scene is a good one!