Holy Days always make me ... wonder. The juxtiposition of the old pagan rituals of fertility and the miracle of Jesus' rising celebrated by eggs laid by rabbits. And this makes sense! Doesn't it? I mean when you think about it.
So on a cloudy day when miracles happen regularly in a far off time, will we remember that miracles still happen with regularity each and every day as long as we believe?
Today, I will plant onions, and maybe I shall finish planting the tomato seeds that are sprouting. That will be an *enough* of a miracle, for today.
Happy Easter !
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