Happy Easter


If ever there were a spring day so perfect,
so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze
that it made you want to throw
open all the windows in the house
and unlatch the door to the canary’s cage,
indeed, rip the little door from its jamb,
a day when the cool brick paths
and the garden bursting with peonies
seemed so etched in sunlight
that you felt like taking
a hammer to the glass paperweight
on the living room end table,
releasing the inhabitants
from their snow-covered cottage
so they could walk out,
holding hands and squinting
into this larger dome of blue and white
well, today is just that kind of day.

Billy Collins

Now our maple syrup is looking at me from its bottles and jars, as it stands stacked on the floor awaiting pancakes to slurp on, it’s time to start thinking about the growing season. 
I planted the tiny tomato seeds yesterday in a sunny window, and it’s exciting to almost taste the promise of sweet succulent-burst-in-your-mouth-goodness that they will bring. As long as the deer don’t have them for breakfast! Happy spring!  Hilary Jocelyn

When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness.
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.

I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.

Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, “Stay awhile.”
The light flows from their branches.

And they call again, “It's simple,” they say,
“and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine.”

Mary Oliver

Easter — a time to gather with family, for the celebration of spring.

A time to re-visit traditions

A time for wandering, revelling in the warming light.

Spring daze – Wolfville NS – Shelly-Ann

With signs of spring emerging everywhere, we wish all our readers joy and peace this Eastertide.