The snow is deep so we decided to partake of a major Spring-like activity, the Canada Blooms gardenpalooza at the Metro Centre in downtown Toronto. The GO train took us right there and for the next few hours we milled about with thousands of others who wanted to be inspired by the sights and sounds of gardening. I am obviously very secure in my manhood because I suggested to Ruth that we go and I ate quiche for lunch. Real men find a lecture by Marjorie Harris on garden design fairly interesting.
We are about a week away from Easter and in John's gospel we discover that the grieving Mary thought Jesus was the gardener on resurrection morning until her eyes were opened. Blooming metaphors have been used by the Christian church for centuries, for obvious reasons. In one of his Corinthian letters the Apostle Paul likens Christ's death and resurrection to a seed that is buried and dies, only to push upward to new life.
It was refreshing to take in all that colour and it was certainly more enjoyable than watching the hapless Leafs get thumped.
We are about a week away from Easter and in John's gospel we discover that the grieving Mary thought Jesus was the gardener on resurrection morning until her eyes were opened. Blooming metaphors have been used by the Christian church for centuries, for obvious reasons. In one of his Corinthian letters the Apostle Paul likens Christ's death and resurrection to a seed that is buried and dies, only to push upward to new life.
It was refreshing to take in all that colour and it was certainly more enjoyable than watching the hapless Leafs get thumped.
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