I'm sharing some VERY old family photographs for Joan's Vintage Easter Party.
Here's my maternal grandmother and four girlfriends dressed in their best Easter frocks and hats--1915, Phillips Wisconsin. I love that these young girls were wearing such big sophisticated hats AND showing their ankles!
OK, so much for cutesey vintage. If you're squeamish, don't continue. I have a quirky sense of humor about things and hopefully that's why you love me, he he he.
Here's my grandmother proudly holding two dead bunnies. I would imagine they're destined for the kitchen. Back in the day, people had no qualms about raising rabbits and chickens for food and particularly in a small town where there MIGHT be a butcher. Mom used to tell us stories about when she was told to go to the backyard and catch a chicken for dinner. After she'd caught the squawking bird, Great-Grandma would grab it and quickly chop off its head. For a bit of levity, she'd let the now-headless chicken jump up and run around the yard so everyone could have a laugh.
I LOVE this next photo. Not the dead bunny part--the little kid in the background!
Hey, the rules were vintage and Easter.