Highland Park. Easter Sunday.
Eastern Redbud tree. It was a beautiful day today before the downpour of rain arrived Saturday night. Just look at that blue sky.
A friend planted the Redbud in my backyard as a memorial to my parents after they’d passed. Thanks, Ginny.
It was my parents favorite type of tree. The way the pink blossoms emerge along the entire branch makes it a stand out amongst the flowering trees.
Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cottontail. The ones who did what they were supposed to do. Mother Rabbit returning from market. And Peter. Looking enormous compared to the rest of his family.
No one I know, actively collects ceramic figurines these days.
Or wants to dust them.
But they look dear to me. I took them out from behind the glass to photograph them. Peter certainly is larger than his mom.
I know, two cute rabbit posts in a week.
Artist Bill Pfahl’s painting in the background.
Wordless Wednesday
This loaf was purchased at Weiland's Market in Clintonville Ohio Babka or Paksa. That's what's on the Reinecker's Bakery label.
“the Polish and Belarusian noun babka and the Belarusian,Ukrainian, Macedonian, Bulgarian and Russian baba means “grandmother” or “old woman”, and as applied to the pastry probably refer to its shape, a tall cylinder, sometimes with corrugations resembling a skirt’s pleats.[1] “
“Paska breads are a traditional element in the easter holidays of Ukraine, Russia, Belarus, Armenia, Romania, Moldova, Georgia and parts of Bulgaria”
“Paska is made with milk, butter, eggs, sugar, except in Romania, where the recipe most commonly includes sweet cream, cottage cheese and/or sour cream with eggs, sugar, raisins and rum. An egg and water mixture is used as a glaze.”
I can tell you that it tasted delicious. It is said to have a Brioche-like quality and there is a richness due to those moist golden raisins and the bread has just a hit of sweetness. Add a little butter. Mmmmm.
Here is a recipe from the Brown Eyed Baker for Paska Easter Bread and it has FIVE egg yolks.
Here is a recipe for Polish Babka Easter Bread from King Arthur’s Flour with three whole eggs.
Snowing in Berlin – Easter morning. A wet snow. Cheerful colored eggs hanging on branches remind us it’s Spring. Happy Easter. 
Good thing I had a passenger in front seat this morning. I’m calling this post a group guest blog cause it was a team effort!
Maura passed up the good camera from my bag in the back and Anna was able to capture this load of large Easter eggs. Were we ever surprised to be following them down the road!
Fortunately, Anna could get all three eggs as the truck approached the roundabout.
Maura read that they were headed for the Columbus Zoo. And helped me upload the photos from the camera this evening.
Remember Anna’s photo of the pickup truck with the mannequin legs ?
Our first sighting.
Kvaternikov Square Marketplace
Handmade for Easter by another Grandmother
Eggs in one basket
