When I was a kid, maybe nine years old, I saw the Easter bunny. He was six feet tall, with a straw hat that his ears poked out of and a puple vest. He wasn't a costumey-type (wow, I am making up words now) rabbit. He was a real rabbit. Just very big. Of course, I told my parents and they just laughed it off. But I can still vividly recall seeing him. Which I guess means that I am crazy.
Anyway, I wanted to wish you all a Happy Easter to those who celebrate. Here is a basket for you with goodies in it.