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The vernal equinox has passed in the Northern Hemisphere. There is a full moon. It is the weekend. It must be Easter. The end of Lent and March Madness. Passover. The season of Nowruz. The festival of Holi. And Major League Baseball. The time of the new year for many (Coptic, Asia, Baha’i).

Spring (an old Germanic word that means “to jump” and “to run”) is the time for planting. The snow to melt. The streams swell. The Florida citrus crops are first announced ruined from frost. Tornado and thunderstorms return. Rebirth. The hiding of painted eggs. The throwing of colored powder and water. The lighting of bonfires. Kite fighting. The time to for new wardrobe, to wear your best, to wear yellow or hats and walk in a parade.

Whether yours is a pilgrimage for spring break, the Temple in Jerusalem, Mount Gerizim, the Great Smoky Mountains, Natchez, Columbus, St. Francisville, Rome, or your city park.

Whether you commune with nature, each other or the saints. Receive communion from a priest or with your own hand, break Matza, are prayerful, indulge, deny or give. Whether you are celebrating the ritual of resurrection, the end of temptation or just the warmer weather. Have a great weekend and be reminded of all the wonderfully diverse reasons we have to celebrate (including Wikipedia) and enjoy the day.

Please comment on how you celebrate or celebrated

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Lee Leslie

Lee Leslie

I’m just a plateaued-out plain person with too much time on his hands fighting the never ending lingual battle with windmills for truth, justice and the American way or something like that. Here are some reader comments on my writing: “Enough with the cynicism. One doesn’t have to be Pollyanna to reject the sky is falling fatalism of Lee Leslie’s posts.” “You moron.” “Again, another example of your simple-minded, scare-mongering, label-baiting method of argumentation that supports the angry left’s position.” “Ah, Lee, you traffic in the most predictable, hackneyed leftist rhetoric that brought us to the current state of political leadership.” “You negative SOB! You destroyed all my hope, aspiration, desperation, even.” “Don’t you LIBERALS realize what this COMMIE is talking about is SOCIALISM?!?!?!” “Thank you for wonderful nasty artful toxic antidote to this stupidity in the name of individual rights.” “I trust you meant “bastard” in the truest father-less sense of the word.” “That’s the first time I ran out of breath just from reading!” “You helped me hold my head a little higher today.” “Makes me cry every time I read it.” “Thanks for the article. I needed something to make me laugh this mourning.” “If it weren’t so sad I would laugh.” "... the man who for fun and personal growth (not to mention rage assuagion) can skin a whale of bullshit and rack all the meat (and rot) in the larder replete with charts and graphs and a kindness..."“Amen, brother.”

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  1. Today is marked by candy, lots of candy (good candy, too — french sea salt caramels, handmade chocolates, italian torrone, & lemon pastiles) that a little bunny left at the beach house. Harriet is working on a 3-D egg puzzle and Edward is burning things (candy, leaves, bugs) with a magnifying glass in the yard. Next, we will celebrate (resurrection, rebirth, life & love) with sand between our toes, watching the waves roll on to Pawley’s Island, wishing tommorow was not a day in the office.

  2. Lee Leslie

    @: Ahhh, escaping the SRO of Easter Sunday services for worship in the sanctuary with the really bright light, seriously high ceiling and the choir of gulls accompanied by the majesty of the Atlantic organ. Wish I’d been there.

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