Yesterday, we packed up our car and made the long drive to our North Carolina mountain home. Spring is in full swing here, as opposed to Florida, which only has the wet and dry seasons.
It occurred to me this morning that part of the emotional appeal of Easter is the fact that it takes place during the spring; the theme of death and resurrection is manifested in the natural world at just the right time. But what happens in the Southern Hemisphere? Would Easter have the same meaning in the fall?
I would think not.