I am about to go out and face mad holiday traffic in the rain.
Easter is a four-day long weekend where my feet are right now. I know it isn't celebrated the same way everywhere.
I may long to see some fantastically painted and decorated eggs and to taste kulich and paskha, but the prevailing culture is chocaholics going to the
local red shed to buy football sized eggs and bunnies.
Hope it's a good one for you whatever meaning it holds.
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