Is it spring?

I think last winter's very strange weather made this winter seem that much longer. I've been watching for my bulbs to come up. It wasn't until Easter Sunday that the snow cleared enough that I saw my daffodils peeking up and the crocuses were able to start blooming. They're still taking their sweet time, but I'm going to try to enjoy the slow unfolding and use it as a lesson to slow down my life enough to breathe. I tend to rush through life, checking things off my list.

And speaking of things to enjoy, here is a happy set of siblings and spouses (and baby Zoe) on Easter Sunday.

 Maybe we're happy because this is what I made for dessert. Thanks to Cheri for the motivation to finally buy a tart pan.