We were able to sleep in a bit, since the dogs were very quiet, and we're trying not to worry about bunny_hugger's parents' dogs not being up to making a raucous noise in the morning either. In the event, we didn't quite sleep in so long as to delay going for brunch at a nearby restaurant, which was not so packed as we'd have figured for the early afternoon of Easter.
Last Easter we'd planted a letterbox in a park near their house, this would be our first chance taken to check on it since last summer. A couple people had reported finding it. bunny_hugger's father worried we might not be able to find it, although she pointed out that if we couldn't find the box from our clues and our memory of being there then the box needed serious attention. But the box was just about right where we thought, and it came through the winter in fantastic shape. It had been sealed against the elements very well. There's only a couple letterboxers who stamped things into its log, but it was great seeing them, and we took photographs of all the pages to date just in case.
The park is beside this charming little winding river and there we saw a pair of ducks. One was apparently some kind of fancy breed, or part-fancy-breed. Also they were evidently a male and female pair based on their interactions. So that added a moment of awkward duck sex to the afternoon. We did get some good photographs of them, particularly the male afterwards staggering up on the ground and shaking his wings out.
We'd stay through dinner, of baked potato halves and casserole and oh so much to have. There also were two, count 'em, rabbit-decorated cakes, because apparently the bagger had sloppily thrown one into the bag the first time around and bunny_hugger's father told them honestly what happened on the survey form. So the store gave another whole cake to make this good.
Trivia: In 1852 the firm Bryant & May was organized with £8,000 capital to manufacture matches. The Quaker beliefs of the founders dictated they make only safety matches. By 1880 Bryant & May was making the more risky strike-anywhere ``lucifer'' matches, and by the 20th century making six times as many strike-anywhere as safety matches. Source: The 13th Element: The Sordid Tale of Murder, Fire, and Phosphorous, John Emsley.
Currently Reading: Games Without Rules: The Often Interrupted History of Afghanistan, Tamim Ansary.