at the bunny hop

easter has a lot of motifs i can really get behind: pastels, bunnies, baskets, nests, chicks, eggs, treats, baby animals. i love it all. i love it in the sunshine or in the rain. i love it in march or april.

 easter bonnets and ruffled spring frocks, oh yes. and best of all, the beginning of spring, light and sunshine and the first full moon of the spring, huge and becalmed on a storm of clouds. you never know what easter day will bring, it is a time of surprises. your internal clock feels attuned to some ancient practice, a dance on a grassy hill, the threads of your body spring forth with some mystic delight. 

"Eostre was the goddess of the spring, and her consort was none other than the hare, a figure who still appears at Easter. Now called the Easter Bunny, he brings with him the oldest symbol of the season the egg."

from my book The Dance of Time: A Miscellany of History and Myth, Religion and Astronomy, Festivals and Feast Days

"Eggs are universal symbols of life and the cosmos, and the custom of giving them away, hiding them, decorating them, and eating them at the time of the vernal equinox is as ancient as it is widespread. Egyptians boiled eggs in remembrance of humanity's survival of the devastating primordial flood that features so largely in Semitic mythologies from Gilgamesh to Noah. Jews ate them with the Passover lamb in celebration of their successful flight from Egypt. Christians considered the egg, seemingly inert but hiding inner life, a potent symbol of the Resurrection."

"The Celtic peoples, poetic as usual, claim that the rising sun actually dances on Easter morning, and to this day people in Ireland, Scotland, and parts of England get up before dawn and head to the nearest hilltop." (is this true, UK peeps?)

lucy's easter basket and other spring goodies, gifts from nana and papa. she learned to sip from a straw this week, and loves that little chicky-sippy more than anything.

her basket contained two books, a wind up chick, a Gemima Puddleduck stuffed toy, a bouncy ball, and three candies for mama :)

i had loose plans for some kind of brunch/egg hunt which were never really coming together except at the last second they kinda did. the sun was shining in the morning and then the sky darkened and rain came and then in the afternoon it got sunny again. i loved it. that's just how spring should be.

learning about crayons...

lucy wore a dress that i thrifted years ago. it is a faded handmade two-piece vintage beauty with an appliqued bunny on the pinafore. i put some bloomers on underneath and she was a perfect plump pretty spring chick!

after the sun came up, sylvan and lucy got their egg hunt afterall.

little friendies counting the loot. sylvan got 20 eggs, lucy got 10. seems fair.

then zack did something toot found hilarious.

she got to hang out with all her favorite goofballs.

for easter and the festivities of spring, i celebrate fecundity, life, awareness, change, and rebirth.

this is my church service, my magic, my love: family, children, nature's abundant wild and perfect ways, the ever flowing river of time, cyclical time, spiraling time.