I love Easter! Daffodils, pastel colours, chocolate bunnies and cream filled eggs. As a kids I think I may have even loved it more than Christmas. Mostly because there was no anticipation - you knew exactly what you were going to get and it was going to be glorious.
There would be Easter eggs and chocolate bunnies hidden through out the house and we would always get a new skipping rope and a new spring dress. There was no Easter dinner stress and the meal was always a fantastic baked ham with green beans, mashed potatoes and carrots. In the house the windows come open and fragrant Easter Lillies adorn the tables.
The best part of waiting for Easter to come was the the snow would start melting away and we could see the grass again. It was time for things to start turning green and the crocuses would be pushing up through the neighbors garden beds. Its a time of new life and rebirth, the earth is becoming alive again.Oh yes SPRING, wonderful spring. The buds will soon be out on the trees and I can start planting my garden. Evening strolls, no heavy jackets and mittens, everyone coming out of a long winter of hibernation.
Bunnies, eggs, Easter gifts and fluffy, yellow chicks in gardening hats all stem from pagan roots.The firstEaster Bunny legend was documented in the 1500s. By 1680,
the first story about a rabbit laying eggs and hiding them in a garden
was published. These legends were brought to the United States in the
1700s, when German immigrants settled in Pennsylvania Dutch country,
according to the Center for Children's Literature and Culture. The tradition of making nests for the rabbit to lay its eggs in
soon followed. Eventually, nests became decorated baskets and colorful
eggs were swapped for candy, treats and other small gifts.
Well back to the kitchen, the bunnies need to be made :) and those eggs need to be filled. 