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I had my friend look into the history of the Easter Bunny and this is the article he wrote that I will share with you.
Origin of the Easter Bunny
Researched by: Thomas Niemoller
Easter is believed to originate from the resurrection of Jesus Christ. Easter as a christian holiday marks the end of lent. Lent is a forty day period of fasting, prayer, and penance. This is done in celebration of the resurrection of Christ.
The Easter Bunny or Easter Rabbit/Hare first originated in the 1500’s (early 16th century). The first edible Easter eggs were first seen in Germany and were made from pastry and sugar. Easter was introduced to America when German settlers arrived in the Pennsylvania Dutch sometime in the 18th century. The arrival of the Easter Bunny at this time was looked upon almost as highly as Santa Claus on Christmas Eve.
The original tradition of Easter was for children to build nests for the Easter bunny to lay its eggs in. Children often built these nests out of old bonnets and hats, they would then need to hide the nest in a secluded area of the house. The way Easter worked then would be if the children were good that year (similar to hanging stockings on Christmas), The Easter bunny would come and lay its brightly colored eggs in the nests that the children built. The Eastern nests later evolved into the modern day Easter basket after the tradition spread.
The true reason why the coloring of eggs us unknown many believe that the coloring of the eggs symbolized fertility and the coming of spring with the many colors of flowers blooming at the time of year.
And here is an Easter Poem I found.
At eastertime the fairies
Enjoy the warmth of spring,
The budding of the flowers,
And all the birds that sing!
There’s magic in the sunshine,
A soft and gentle breeze,
Sweet butterflies that flitter by,
And leaves upon the trees!
Come join them in their spring-fest;
Celebrate with mirth;
Shake off the chills of winter,
And watch the world give birth!
©2010 Randi Kuhne
Here are two poems that deal with Springtime.
Awake, thou wintry earth –
Fling off thy sadness!
Fair vernal flowers, laugh
Your ancient gladness!
~Thomas Blackburn, “An Easter Hymn”
And Spring arose on the garden fair,
Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere;
And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast
rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
~Percy Bysshe Shelley, “The Sensitive Plant”
Well today starts our Easter weekend. Happy Easter all. It’s also spring and a time of renewal and rebirth. It were the trees start budding and tulips and daffodils start popping up out of the ground. It just makes you want to live and breathe and dance. Take in the warmer days yet still sleep on a cool night. And lots of rain and thunder storms that light up the sky. There is a lot of beauty to be seen and a lot of births that happen. If you go to a park you will start to see ducklings and goslings.
Here is another poem dealing with winter. I hope you guys like it.
The First Day of Snow
Snow, is a luxury
In our tropical world
Snow is a fable
Never saw, never touched, never smell
The first day of snow drifting onto a winter wonderland
The first time I felt it, on my face, around me
Boundless joy, wonder, ecstasies
Unreal, beautiful, white
A winter wonderland of ecstasies
Just for me
Silvery icicles, hanging off branches golden like the autumn days fading into winter
Silvery, like fairy tales
Pond of frozen winter clear, ducks swimming chasing their own tails
In ecstasies, in wonder, like a fairytale unfold
Snow, is a luxury
Unreal, beautiful, unbelievably soft
Boundless wonder, boundless joy
A magical world of snowy white
God’s glorious creation
A winter wonderland,
Beautiful beyond measure
I went and looked up some pictures of castles in Europe durring the wintertime to get the medieval feel going here.
This makes me think of big feast halls with fires in gigantic fireplaces while the noble drink mead and they feast of giant boars and dogs at their feet that they throw bones too. What about horse drawn sleighs through a quiet forest blanketed with snow. Or riding a horse on the castles land on freshly fallen snow. The wind blows across the moore and the pond is frozen over.
This is the end of our Winter section. You wouldn’t know it today where I am. It was snowing then sunny then snowing then sunny again. Then we had a blizzard for a while but then it got windy and sunny again. I swear mother nature is laughing her ass off at us right now. Anyways next weekend I will be doing spring which that it is totally by fluke that it happens to be Easter that weekend. So good bye winter and hello spring.
I thought I’m mention something about Jack Frost who is a fantasy being. My thoughts are that he is an elemental or a spirit of winter. Here is what I dug up on him.Jack Frost is a figure from folklore, an elfish creature who personifies crisp, cold weather. He is said to leave those beautiful patterns on autumn leaves and windows on frosty mornings. It is thought that he originated in Norse folklore as Jokul (“icicle”) or Frosti (“frost”). In Russia, frost is represented as Father Frost, a smith who binds water and earth together with heavy chains. In Germany however, it is an old women who causes it to snow by shaking out her bed of white feathers. Some believe this representation originated in Germanic folklore specifically in the Anglo-Saxon and Norse winter customs.
Here is a pic I found of him:
Here is some more fantasy pics dealing with Winter:
I’m going to make one more winter post. I will be adding some castles in winter for the full medieval fantasy effect. Also I will add the last pics and poems. See you later.
Here are some more winter things to share. More pictures and a few poems. I’m trying to really create the mood of winter so I was hunting and pecking on the web to find stuff suitable. So here I go with page 2. I hope you like it.
Fairies in Winter
As the snowflakes fall
The fairies rise
With a twinkle
In their eyes.
As the stars come out
The fairies descend
To bring you joy
And laughter without end.
As the moon shines bright
The fairies glow
As the sun comes up
The fairies sleep,
Tucked in their beds
In slumber deep,
As the fairies dream
New magic they make
To fill the world
When they awake.
Remember the fae,
Who thought of you
Throughout the day!