Setting the table and finding the missing leaves.
Preparing for a special day is sacred to my heart and soul. Amongst all the days I celebrate, Easter is the most sacred to me. I have many fond memories of my Easters as a child.
Memories of Easter
My mother made this one day of the year incredibly beautiful for us. From dyeing the eggs to having a small egg tree, she had so much enthusiasm and joy, delighting our senses with color and beauty—my dear mother, how I thank you.
Now, I delight in enchanting the senses of my adult children, their children, and family friends. This year, I’m hosting 17 people and a baby! Now, that’s a lot of people, and I am determined to seat them all around the same table—no easy feat.
The Search for the Missing Leaves
Daniel came over to help me add the leaves to the table. I kept insisting I have seven leaves for this table, but he thought it wasn’t possible as we could only seem to expand the table to take five leaves. But I was sure I remembered there are seven leaves for this table, though I’ve never used all seven. Oh, well, let’s see what we can do.
My five-year-old granddaughter spent Tuesday with me, and our mission was to set the table. We tried tablecloths, and nothing was long enough. Then we decided we’d just use the placemats I have. They’re lovely, and I only use them for Easter. They are a garden scene with brownish-gray rabbits and purple and white irises. They transport you to another place in the world. Then, we created place cards. She wrote the names she knew how to spell, and I wrote the others.
Somebody took great pains to decide where each person should sit. She changed her mind several times but finally settled on the seating arrangement.
Preparing the Centerpieces
We stopped for lunch and then continued to plan the centerpieces and candles.
“Mimi,” she exclaimed, “we forgot Pastor and Kathy!”
Oh, my gosh. There is no way I can get two more people at this table! I’ve got to find those missing leaves that I am sure are in the house. After a bit of hunting and pecking, Voila! I found them—the extra two leaves. I sent a text to Daniel to let him know. His response was, “I don’t think we can open the table anymore!” I guess we’ll find out. I’m still waiting for the verdict.
Visualizing the Expansion
Expanding the table, expanding our minds, expanding the fence—they all take visualizing what you want. I want everyone to sit at the same table. But when it comes to fences, I visualize my customers fencing in their orchards, training their grapevines, or building a run for their chicken coop.
Whatever you are thinking about, make it a reality. We’re here to help you make wise decisions for your or your customers’ property.
Dream it, sketch it, build it!
Don’t worry, Pastor and Kathy, we’ll ensure you have a seat at our table this Easter! I know because I’m visualizing it.
As always, my warmest regards,
Debbie Page
CEO, Louis E. Page Inc—Woman-owned business and Family-owned since 1893. (Without question, that is 131 years owned and run by our family!)