Grotto of Virgin Mary

Easter Sunday.

Coming up.

Just like all the bulbs.

All over town.

And all around.


New life.

Springing up.


Hope springs eternal.

April 16th.

Easter Sunday.

Also called “Pascha” (Greek/Latin).

Celebrating the resurrection of Jesus from the dead.

Easter is celebrated by Christians and non-Christians too.

In many languages, the words for “Easter” and “Passover” are the same.

Decorating Easter eggs goes back centuries.

The egg symbolizing the empty tomb.

Some colored them only red to represent Christ’s blood.

Some gave up eggs for Lent.

Thus, breaking the fast meant breaking into those colorful boiled eggs.

Which explains the egg hunt.

And the fun of finding breakfast.

The Easter lily symbolizes the resurrection.

It blooms right on time.

Every time.

And then there’s the Easter Bunny.


Not the brainchild of an ad man on Madison Avenue.

Au contraire.

It was originated by German Lutherans in the late 1600s.

The Easter Hare brought colored eggs in a basket to children who had been good before Eastertide.

And sometimes candy.

And even toys.

Similar to Santa and Christmas.

The hare, being a prolific breeder, represents fertility.

As do eggs.

In ancient times, the hare was believed to be a hermaphrodite.

In other words, it could produce without loss of virginity.

This led to associating it with the Virgin Mary.

Which explains why the hare appears in medieval church art.

So the Easter Bunny is more than a commercial commodity.

More than milk chocolate in the form of a rabbit.

Or a stuffed animal.

The Easter theme thrives in shop windows.

Such as Benjie’s.

Reigning Cats & Dogs (but no bunnies).

Market Square.

Easter means so much to so many.

Time of worship.





And family.

Plus special food and drinks.

Specifically for Easter.

That’s Mason.


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Renee Walker is a poet, writer, and real estate broker on the Square with her canine assistant, Buster.  


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