The Easter photographs were quite a big thing when I was growing up, which as you can see on this photo was in the sixties!!!! We dressed up in our Easter finery, which by the way yes indeed, included gloves and a hat, and went outside to face the elements. Often an icy wind was blowing and our teeth were chattering while my Dad took our pictures one after another, with our baskets, without our baskets, alone, and then again all together! Small price to pay though for the wondrous Easter baskets with those amazing Fannie Farmer creme filled eggs.... Happy Easter all! Frohe Ostern!