Yes, the Island Easter Bunny came. And the pagan roots of the holiday were made real by the fecundity of the first warm sunny day. The grass seed I planted germinated. The air is sweet. And the closest I got to church was watching the seals and their pups play behind St Ann's By the Sea.
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Get this: in France the Easter Bunny does not exist. Chocolate eggs and and Easter Egg Hunts do exist. So you start asking: Where do the eggs come from if there's no Bunny? Well, the bells of all the churches in Rome fall silent during lent--and THEN on EASTER they (the bells!!) fly through the air and drop eggs in all the gardens all over the earth. SO, here, in the run-up to Easter we have huge chocolate bells every where you turn. Oh Brother.
Hell's bells.
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