Early this morning I pulled out some spring decorations and hid a couple of Easter treats for husband - the Easter bunny didn't hide eggs in his house when he was growing up, so I've been spoiling him every Easter since. I should say, the Easter bunny usually isn't so classy to leave Ferrero Rocher, it's a case that our local shops were out of the regular kind, and bunny made do with what was available.
I dug out one of my favourite charity shop purchases from when husband and I visited Canada in 2007 - a tin in the shape of a picnic basket from Goodwill. It's seen better days as on the trip back to Ireland the lid got smushed in my luggage. I've been meaning for years to tap it back into shape.
And below - my first ever stuffed animal, Honey Bunny. My dad bought her the day I was born and I've had her ever since. No better time of year to take center stage.