What are the ingredients for a perfect Easter Day?
And the magic ingredient:
Okay, let’s back up.
Tracy and I spent Easter weekend near Atlanta with my good friend Susan and her extended family. We were in Susan and Alex’s gorgeous backyard all weekend, enjoying the weather and eating her smoked chicken (and smoked pork belly, smoked cheese, smoked anything Susan can get in her smoker).
I especially enjoyed spending time with Susan’s children, whose sweet childhood personalities are still at their cores.
Fun with the Piochickskis
In Tracy and my desperation to bring an appropriate hostess gift, we chose something for their chickens, and that something was Easter bonnets.
Turns out putting hats on chickens and then getting them to pose for photos ain’t all that easy.
Then try getting them to pose in a tule Easter dress.
Thanks, Susan and Alex—and all willing family and reluctant chickens—for sharing your holiday with us!
Omg!
Best. Easter. Post. Ever!
Chicken bonnets are also the best gift.
You rock.
Thanks! Chicken bonnets were all Tracy, I have to admit.
This looks fun! Outdoors AND chickens?? 💕
These are the loveliest chickens ever, too!
It’s hard enough getting tiny hats onto cats, and yes, I speak from experience. I can’t imagine trying to wrestle chickens!
This does beg the question, though: do newly hatched chicks pose for shell-fies?
I can’t out-pun you here! Just trying to imagine wrestling cats with hats.
Dr. Seuss could’ve written a book about that!
LOL, chickens with easter bonnets, now I have heard everything!