Easter Sunday

Rainy days and Sundays get me down. Today was a pretty good day to be Sunday and a Holiday, you know you always miss loved ones a little more on special days. My Billy always gave gifts at Easter, never knew why I just got to where I expected it after a couple years
I attended church and then drove to Southern Pines to Mid Pines to dine with friends and Scott. Mrs Bash is 93 years old and delightful, I must post a picture of her.
Of course after a feast of clams cooked in white wine,clusters of crab legs and knuckles, smoked salmon, braised scallops and a large salad bar of other delicacies ( a desert bar to kill for ) a smoke would have been good.
HOWEVER, I avoided the temptation. I turned my radio on loud and ran the windows down and sang very loudly with the radio. After smoking 40 something years singing is not my forte, but who cares?