nN it edifies, the editor apologizes. Happy Easter Although it is hard to believe with the snow on the ground and the a winter landscape, it is spring and Easter is this week-end. Our daffodils know that it's spring as they poke up through the snow by the front step. The magnolia by the pear tree, has little fuzzy buds, much like the pussy willow. And the birds that are back....a new bird song every day as each little feathered creature makes its way back from the south. We have Canada geese in our creek and in the marsh behind the barn, honking stridently as they tell their friends that there is and un-harvested field of corn nearby for them to eat. So the signs are there, we just have to take our minds off the snow and our ears off the hum of our furnaces to recognize them. When we go shopping these days, the stores are filied with the trappings of Easter; stuffed, plush bunnies, choco- late rabbits, eggs and chickens and Easter lilies. Not many of us stop to think of the origins of these symbols that have for so iong been associated with the ceiebration of the Christian Festival of Easter. Mankind has for as long as he walked upright, celebrated the changing seasons, One of the Roman Catholic Popes, a VETY Wise man, realized that it was preferable to build on the non-Christian beliefs rather than try to eradicate them, so he set the tradition of incor- perating these symbols and giving them a Christian mean- ing. For the Christian, this is a time of renewal, of the rebirth of the spirit, celebrated at a time when the world is being reborn from the dormancy of winter. Itis also atime ofgreat sorrow to the Christian, for allowing greed and am bition, fear and ignorance to crucify the Son of God. Although Christians rejoice in the resurrection of Jesus, this happi- ness is coloured by the knowledge that we would do the same today, and do, when we deny the rights of others for personal gain, or because of differences of colour or religion or out of ignorance and the right-ness of a belief. Here is a poem by David Morton, Symbol My faith is all a doubtful thing, Wove on a doubtful loom -- Until there comes, each showery spring, A cherry tree in bloom The South Marysburgh Mirror is published to present current, interesting, fun and frivolous information to the residents of South Marysburgh, and those who wish they were. it is intended to entertain, and if in the process, Editor: Bev Walket To complain, explain, disclaim, inform or advise; to contribute items for the paper: or for additional copies; please contact the above at tei. (613)4766771, or write to RR # 3, Picton, Ontario, KOK 2T0.This paper is published regularly (perhaps 8 issues per year) when there is something of interest to put into it. If nothing of interest is happening, you will know by its not being written about. Opinions expressed are those of the editor, unless otherwise stated. Happy Easter And Christ who died upon a tree That death had stricken bare, Comes beautifully back to me, In blossoms, everywhere. However you are going to welcome spring or celebrate Easter, take time to renew fam ity relationships, take time to be thankful for the worid around you and if you do nothing else, reacquaint yourself with nature as it emerges from the sieep of winter. Happy Easter!