One thing for sure, picture taking skills back in the 50's at our house were not too good. The background scenery sometimes was sad, the light was bad, and the subjects didn't always cooperate. But, all in all, the memories are sweet, no matter the picture.
My first pic with an Easter basket.
My sister and I with our little bunnies.
The dresses above were palest blue organdy with blue netting aprons,
every stitch was done with love by my precious Mother.
In March, 1958, my brother came along and my aunt made
Easter dresses for my sister and I. They were dresses of soft yellow fabric
with a floral pattern, drop waist, and tan dusters to wear over them.
Dark shadows!!! ;-)
With my mother.
I remember really liking the dress, but now it
is a tad weird-looking for an adult to be wearing.
The above pics are from my Easters past, but these pics are just in from one of our nephews! Two sweet girls making their own Easter memories.
We went to Good Friday service last night at church, which was very moving, and I'm looking forward to attending Easter service this evening. I always loved Easter Sunday as a young girl. There was so much to look forward to: new clothes, shoes, Easter baskets, hunting for eggs, and especially hearing the story about Jesus. I remember coming home excited about the fact that when Mary went to the tomb, it was empty and how her mourning was turned to joy when she saw Jesus in the garden. I would teach the lesson to my sister and my pretend students.
I pray that everyone has a blessed weekend as we celebrate the Resurrection of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. Worthy, He is worthy of all praise and glory! Without Him, we would all perish! Thanks be to God for this indescribable gift of salvation through Jesus.