Easter basket? Check. Decorated eggs? Check. Green (instead of brownish) grass, warm sun, winter coat hung in a closet long ago and far away? Check and double-check. Addison Claire Fairhurst of Flint Hill, taking a brief study break during an egg hunt last Sunday (April 20), isn’t the only one whose spirits were raised by the arrival of Easter. Her grandfather, columnist Richard Brady, says he’s also feeling recharged (but not real happy about the blackberries).