Easter table

My mailbox isn't the only thing I Easter up, of course. I got that little appliqued and embroidered cloth in the middle of the table (seen above. I'll add a close-up.) in a little village in France, somewhere along the l'Ouche Canal.
I went on a cruise through 57 locks and a looong tunnel with three girl friends.
Oh, yeah.
It was superb.
Gourmet food, three kinds of wine, six kinds of cheese, every meal. Yes. Even breakfast.
How ya gonna keep 'em down on the farm now?