...well, almost.
Here we are...four days (plus or give a smidge depending on when I actually finish this post) before Easter, and my bunnies and other other Easter accoutrements are, for the most part, still staring at the inside of their dark totes and boxes.
Blame the tax man...and any other man you can find.
So, before I run out of time completely, here are a (pathetic) few that managed to be liberated for the season.
(Ok, ok...I cheated on that last one...those bunnies live there all year long.)
And that's it. C'est ça!
As far as my pastime endeavors go, I have even less to share.
I don't know what made me look this up, but it cracked me up....until I realized that what I have to show for my "pastime" really fits the definition of "past time" more aptly: Something that should have happened or been done by now.
I have stitched some, but it's too wrinkled at this point to share...and, no, I'm not pressing it.
I have hooked some too, but you really probably can't tell. (And there's even less hooked now since I did a bit of reverse hooking after this photo was taken.)
And, yes, it...and my stitching project...should have been done by now.
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Last, but not least in the pastime department, my book report for those of you interested:
When World War I broke out, Elizabeth's language skills were put to use by the government and, ultimately, she, and her husband, developed the modern science of cryptology (code breaking).
These skills were honed over time and she assisted not only in apprehending smugglers during Prohibition but breaking the leading Nazi spy ring and shaping the course of the second world war.
While the book is filled with a great deal of history and technical background to the art and science of codebreaking, Elizebeth's fascinating life and the author's adept skill at non-fictional narrative made for an enjoyable read.
Again, not for everyone, but a nice "break" if you find yourself in a reading rut.
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Now back to taxes...and macaroons.


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