Today is Maundy Thursday, a day for washing the feet. And even more so this year, for washing the hands. I got a kick out of this video that my sister alerted me to - you might too, if you're a fan of classic Fab Four:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OxOJ7hh3H-I

Besides this one, there are hand-washing videos out there to suit every musical taste:

https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCS5hAiBcijJBJzB0jxCiOxA

Throughout our community and around the world, people are gearing up to celebrate Virtual Easter or Passover or whatever they celebrate, using all kinds of creative tricks to maintain the required degree of physical distance or isolation. Human ingenuity will never cease to amaze me!

In our community that means there won't be hordes of cars and taxis crowding local streets as Muslims flock to Friday prayers. But I've no doubt they'll be washing their hands, and maybe their feet, and praying just as they did before Covid19. The recent restrictions have given us a welcome reprieve from door-to-door proselytizers with important messages about God and the end of the world. Perhaps they have finally understood that even heathens like us are now aware that the end is nigh, so their missionary work is superfluous.

Of course, Easter also marks the end of Lent and even we nonbelievers, who may not have been all that abstemious since pancake day, are not averse to marking the occasion with a few seasonal foods.

Normally at this time of year, we would visit the Wild Oat on Bank Street for our annual batch of hot cross buns. But this year, since they're not open for walk-in traffic, the resident bread baker agreed to bake some from scratch. They're quite nice, too, although we did have to scrounge a bit to find suitable ingredients (no candied fruit or peel, but we did have two varieties of raisins plus currants, and a decent selection of spices). I've since learned that the Wild Oat does deliver to our area through Ottawa Organics, although they're not taking new customers at the moment:

https://ottawaorganics.com/product-category/bakery/wild-oat/

We also got an order of maple products from Fultons - all in the name of supporting local business, you understand - though sadly we couldn't walk the trails, visit Barney's Grave or eat in their restaurant this year.

One seasonal food we don't have is Girl Guide cookies. They used to always be sold door to door around this time but now that Guide groups are no longer meeting (not in person, anyway), I'm sure they won't be sold in that way. Maybe I should check if they can be ordered online for pickup or delivery.

Food shortages and food surpluses are occurring in interesting ways during this pandemic. The stuff that IS readily available is nothing like war rationing or the powdered egg recipes of my mother's WWII-era cookbook - thank goodness! Apparently there is a bit of a shortage of flour at the moment, and of rice. Quite a change from the 1960s and 70s, when I recall that one novelty item sold at Four Corners was a little cloth bag containing a portion of the Prairie wheat surplus!

Then there's milk. When we last visited Loblaws, there were signs posted asking customers not to buy more than two of the 4-litre bags of milk. Now there's apparently a serious surplus of milk, to the point that some dairy farmers are actually being told to dump some of it. Since it's unpasteurized when it leaves the farm, it can't be readily donated to a food bank or diverted into making other dairy products like cheese. For my partner who comes from good dairy-farming and cheese making stock, that news definitely struck a sour note!

And by the way, if you're a fan of hard cider, consider going to the LCBO and investing in a few cans of Flying Canoe, made in Spencerville. Apparently the owner is a victim of the so-called 5-acre rule and is not allowed to sell it from his own property. He's already shipped out as much as he can to the outlets that carry it and will probably go out of business during the next few weeks if that rule doesn't change.

Anyway, we're fairly well stocked now for our home-based Easter weekend. The weather doesn't look that great for the next couple of days, though - rain and flurries are expected. I hope there will still be the odd hiatus when we can get out for our daily walk. We wouldn't want the "freshman fifteen" to blossom into the "self-isolating seventeen"!
There have been a lot of occasions lately that I could have posted entries about. Saturday of last weekend was Record Store Day. I didn't mark the day in any way but I did go to a BIFHSGO meeting up at Centrepointe. Maggie Wheeler was the featured guest speaker, talking about her latest book in the "Lost Villages" series of mysteries - fictional mysteries occurring during the late 1950s when the villages around present-day Iroquois and Morrisburg were deliberately flooded to make way for the St. Lawrence Seaway. Some homes and businesses were physically moved to new locations; others weren't and in some cases couldn't be. So the inhabitants quite literally couldn't go home again.

But the latest mystery in the series, All My Worldly Goods, also relates to the Home Children. One of Maggie Wheeler's grandmothers was a home child. I'm looking forward to reading the book (as well as the next and probably final book in the series, as yet unreleased) but first I'm working my way through some library books, including Rosemary Rutley's Voices from the Lost Villages.

Another event from last weekend was the Mutchmor School book sale, which we happened upon on Sunday during our annual foray to pick up hot cross buns at the Wild Oat. It was during the last couple of hours of the sale. Normally I like to go to a book sale like that shortly after it opens, but there is certainly something to be said for going near the end as well. It was somewhat picked over, but we still came away with a one-bag haul ($10 worth of books) and we were able to get around the tables without tripping over people and boxes! And speaking of hot cross buns... for the first time this year, we sampled the HCBs from the vegan & gluten-free bakery off Wellington Street (close to the Bagel Shop which sadly is downsizing, though it's good news that it will continue to exist); at $3.50 apiece, they were certainly pricey, and I can't really recommend them. They had a rather sawdusty texture although the cinnamon in them redeemed them somewhat. I suppose if I were actually on a gluten-free and vegan diet I might buy them again, but I rather suspect it's mostly the gluten that gives HCBs their familiar texture.

So moving on to this weekend... Saturday was 4/20, which for several decades has been a day to celebrate cannabis; this year is something of a landmark year as it's the first year that recreational cannabis has been legal in Canada. I didn't participate in the festivities in any way - I'm still waiting on legal edibles and then we'll see! Today, April 22, is Earth Day.

I've mentioned before that April has never been one of my favourite months. My mother and my mother-in-law both died in April, as did one of the two cats we acquired after the death of my mother-in-law (in fact, he died over the Easter weekend two years ago, when unsurprisingly our regular vet was not available).

And yet, this Easter weekend has on the whole been a good one. Saturday evening we had dinner with our kids & grandkids and then babysat the latter while our daughter did a show in Wakefield. Spring has arrived and although Friday and Saturday were dull and rainy, Easter Sunday was nicer and today nicer still - and a balmy 20 degrees! We had our first backyard barbecue of the season and also walked over to the park, where kids were out in full force on the play structures. And for once, I didn't spend Easter weekend filling in income tax forms - my tax refund of a few hundred dollars is already sitting patiently in my account awaiting further instructions from me!

So while there are still a few ghosts - my dad always used to make the rounds of the Ottawa-based kids & grandkids with Easter baskets and boxes of Turtles (the edible type, even for vegetarians) - it's fascinating to watch the next generation growing and flourishing as well.
Today is Maundy Thursday. I had no idea what "maundy" meant so I decided to look it up. Apparently it has something to do with the ritual of washing the feet. Which sounds rather biblical. Or maybe just generally religious, since many faiths require their faithful to scrub up before entering a place of worship. But is Easter really a religious holiday?

Oh sure, I know (at least in broad brush-strokes) the Christian version of the story. Has to do with this bloke Jesus, who was born on Christmas Day, December 25, 0000, on the wrong side of the blanket. Of course, when the blanket's made of straw, it doesn't really have a top side and an underside; instead, it has layers and depths and textures that AIDS-stricken humanity can only fantasize about. Oh, wait - it was an immaculate conception, which might almost have been technically possible, if highly unlikely, had Jesus been Jessica. Anyway, one Good Friday some time during the first century A.D., this chap with clean feet all prepped for lashing was crucified for everyone else's sins and rose from the dead two days later. But unlike Christmas, which is celebrated on a consistent calendar date every year, Easter is always a weekend and can vary by several weeks depending on the vernal equinox, the tides and the phases of the moon. Sounds pretty pagan if you ask me. Not to mention matriarchal, which definitely appeals to my feminist sensibilities.

I guess it's normal that there's a certain coincidence of religious holidays with the change of the seasons. Autumn sort of goes with Thanksgiving, which many churches celebrate by decorating with cornucopias of seasonal vegetables; Christmas roughly coincides with yule, the winter solstice; then there's Easter, which is really part of the spring festival. Of course, I realize this analysis is northern hemisphere-centric! What about summer? I sort of picture witches dancing skyclad at Stonehenge during the summer solstice, but are there Christian or other major religious ceremonies associated with the onset of summer?

I want briefly too to comment on the trend towards the notation C.E. (Common Era) and B.C.E. (Before Common Era) after dates, replacing Anno Domini (A.D.) and Before Christ (is there a Latin equivalent?). One Ottawa museum recently reverted BACK to the AD/BC notation after having previously switched, its rationale being that people were "used to" the old notation and might get confused by the new. Rather odd reasoning, I think, since our museums think nothing of changing their entire name if they feel it better reflects a shifting mandate.

To me, it probably makes more sense to adopt the more modern terminology. After all, that's presumably what children are learning at school. And don't we want children to be excited about museums instead of thinking they're just something for us old fogies reminiscing about the good old days several centuries ago? Moreover, I can't see that it makes much difference one way or another from a religious standpoint. After all, we ALL use the same calendar, where years are marked from the reputed birth of Christ, regardless of whether or not we are Christians or adherents to any religion whatsoever!

Happy Easter, folks.
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