Easter lilies are just one of the signs Easter weekend is upon us.

Easter lilies are just one of the signs Easter weekend is upon us.

Column: Easter traditions embedded in family enjoyment

When I did the question of the week for the Tribune on Monday I asked people about a favourite Easter tradition.

When I did the question of the week for the Tribune on Monday I asked people about a favourite Easter tradition.

Several people said they cook a ham, some said they liked to colour eggs, and one woman told me growing up her mom always gave her a pineapple instead of candy.

Two women said they would be attending church services throughout the weekend, but one didn’t want her photograph in the paper, so I left her alone.

The woman who agreed to a photo said her congregation would be holding a potluck on Sunday.

“There are lots of people who don’t have family so it’s a nice idea,” she told me. I agreed.

For Christians Easter is a big church weekend and often churches hold extra services.

For example, at Cariboo Bethel Church there’s an ecumenical service on Friday morning at 10 a.m. and at Sacred Heart Catholic Church there’ll be an Easter Vigil service at 9 p.m. on Saturday.

There aren’t any community-wide Easter egg hunts that I know of, but I’m sure many homes and neigbourhoods will have their own.

Last weekend our neighbours had an early Easter dinner with their children and grandchildren.

As our sons loaded up their bikes for a run down Fox Mountain they were watching the neighbour’s grandchildren hunt for coloured eggs in the yard.

“I want to hunt for Easter eggs,” our 19-year-old muttered.

I suddenly remembered when he was a little guy and his big sister bought her brothers plastic swords for Easter.

There the boys were, running around our yard hunting for eggs and slashing their weapons.

When we lived in Prince Rupert, there was a hiking trail a few kilometres outside of town called Butze Rapids.

The trail meandered through the rainforest, dipped down along the water and past the rapids which reversed depending on the tides.

Friends who had a son who was reluctant to hike, came up with a good idea one Easter Sunday.

They told their little guy it was the Butze Rabbits trail, hid a few eggs ahead of time, and enjoyed a nice family hike although he often asked to return to the trail, hoping for more eggs.

Because I married a person of Polish descent, I make pierogies every year.

I make them with cheese and potato filling for sure and once in a while I make them with sauerkraut, but only when the older kids are home.

My husband also makes cottage cheese crepes cooked in cream.

Yes, we will need to take a lot of walks during the weekend to make up for our feasting. Besides, we all like chocolate too.

Monica Lamb-Yorski is a staff writer with the Tribune/Weekend Advisor.