and this is starting.
The people of Taggia get all medievally ....
and the shops start selling chocolate olives for Easter*.
It's knitting needle harvest time....
And, last but definitely least, it's time to get out that odious brown bag that contains everything we need to hold the annual Maberga Road consortium meeting.
I hate that bag. I love spring.
*If you think about it, does it make any more sense that a giant bunny brings chocolate eggs instead of chocolate olives to celebrate the resurrection of the son of God?




