This past weekend was a froth of garlands and nosegays: wisteria hanging like pendulums sweet with bees from the bowers, cherries and apples, sugar-spun perfection, soaproot lilies and the pink chandelier rhibes decking the Oakland hills.
Hikes up the west ridge of the East Bay Hills, we hung out with dogs, dogs, dogs.
Check out these tiny four-legged hosers we met at our easter picnic in Mosswood Park with Filipino food, a big ass ham, and my little niece, Lily Jane (Lily was born one year ago on Easter, for the record, but Easter is two weeks early. Her real first birthday is April 8th).
