Like Cinderella after midnight, the workshop has been stripped of its finery: quilts taken down, pastel-dyed sheets removed to our basement to await a wash, crepe paper streamers tossed into the garbage along with the detritus of a huge potluck -- even the balloons have been disposed of, lovingly popped by our two year old grand-nephew Jack who came (with his parents) to aid in the Monday morning clean up.
Well, really he came so he could ride on the Kubota but balloon popping proved to be a job at which he excelled
The outdoor furniture was loaded up to be returned to our porch and deck --
And our house guests packed the car for their own return to Virginia.
It was a great weekend -- made possible by the many willing helpers and by the kindness of Mother Nature who provided a beautiful Easter Sunday before returning to chilly damp on Monday.