Easter was charged with the atmosphere of rebirth and new beginnings. Anything can happen in the springtime. The weather was perfect, the egg hunts were exciting, the food was indulgent, the company was delightful, the children were precious.
I wore the same dress as last year, a brown silk piece I pulled off a mannequin at a shop in Ubud, Bali. I have crowned it my Easter dress, and I plan to never outgrow it (along with the egg hunts).