The Easters of our Lives

It's almost easter, so this year I will reminiss about some of the easters of my past.

The Easter Egg Hunt.
I awoke fairly early in the morning in a room whose dominant feature was the network of cracks that laced though the paint of the walls and celing. The floor was bare and the feel was, to be described politely, rustic. I loved it. The bed was large, but this may be a trick of my memory, as I was quite small at the time. My male cousins and brother had somehow ended up in this room - strangely, the detail of this has slipped my mind. I knwo we were locked in, and the sounds of footsteps echoed continuously up and down the halls. My cousin Kelly and my Aunt aren't exactly light-steppers. We were convinced they'd locked us in so that they could steal all our easter eggs. Eventually we were released and given a small piece of paper each, on which careful handwriting in a certain colour (One for each of us - I was pink) listed a short riddle, or clue, which would lead us to another location. Where another clue and a small egg could be found. It was a sort of easter-egg hunt, only this one was guided. The clues ranged all over her property, which wasn't as big as some of the others in the area but did surely allow for an interesting run. Eventually they led to a final hiding place, in which a basket (Which sadly seems to have vanished over the years, although I continued to use it for a long time) was heavilly laden with all manner of chocolate easter goodies. And, provided my memory is not playing a cruel trick on me, a rare treat was also included - a candy egg, one of the most beautiful things I'd seen at the time. It was almost a shame to eat it. However, there was a problem -
Mice. The property was infested with mice, as all the places outt here are. And the moucing terriers can't be expected to kill them all (There was a cat as well, who fed almost exclusively on mice). And my chocolate was just too much for them to resist. Several of my eggs and one of my bunnies had been chewed through, and not knowing wether the mice had crawled inside and had a little jamboree meant that those eggs were rather uneddible. So I had substantially less eggs then everyone else, but my delightful candy egg remained untouched. And there was still quite a bit of chocolate left. In short, I was made very happy.

Dunmovin Tracks.
Shift forwards. It's easter at 'Dunmovin'. An alarming amount of the mcgregor clan is present - many kiddies. We wake up in the morning and wander out to collect our eggs, and then wander outside. Where, in an excellent display of attention to detail, there were a massive set of rabits tracks and a pile of carrot tops (Which we'd left out the night before for the Easter Bunny). It helped to make it that much more magical ^_^;

Ace Rabbit.
Shift again. My aunt's house, but this time at Rapid Bay. The floor is covered with matresses where my mother, my self and my brother are sleeping. The room smells feitnly of pavlova and seaweed, which thankfully were not in the same dish. My mother has her hands behind her back and an ammused grin on her face. "Pick a hand" She instructs us. I managed to catch a peak, so I know which hand I want to pick. And thus Ace, the rather adorable stuffed white rabit toy, comes into my posession while my brother gets an adorable bunny with glasses, who was dubbed 'Grandpa'. These also came with a small easter egg hunt around the property, in which I managed to do very well all thigns concidered ^_^ The eggs were then split amongst me and my cousins and brother. If I remember correctly we then all walked down the slope to the beach below and chilled for the rest of the day while eating chocolate ^_^;

The Glint of Sunlight on Foil.
So now, let's reflect on an easter that DIDN'T involve the rest of my family. My brother sits in the kitchen, waiting impatiently for me to get out of bed. I look around the kitchen sleepilly and notice that there is an empty basked. Which can only mean one thing - Easter egg hunt. There have been a few easter-egg hunts at my fathers - I know that Alexandra was there for one, because my bro and I made an effort to monopolise the eggs. They'd all be distributed evenly at the end anyway. My brother and I eventually became fairly even in the egg-hunting game, although to begin with I was always best because I could spot them sooner and get there faster. My brother eventually got to be faster at getting there ^_^;

On a side-note, I decided that Ace was actually Bunny's cousin. Cool huh?

So how will this easter be spent? Well, fate willing, with Liam. My brother will be out at my fathers place and my mother will be at Manny's, which more or less leaves the house to me. With luck, I will also get no easter eggs :: Fingers crossed :: I also wanted to draw a picture for easter, but... Well, it would seem not, if I keep falling asleep. I will do my best though. I can already see it. It's a Good Friday picture, and probably offensive. I mean, I could do Tracey dressed up as a bunny a la 'Bridget Jone's Diary', which probably would only offend prudes who shouldn't be at my site to begin with... But where's the fun in that?

There are many more easters, but those are the ones that really stand out to me. Notice the lack of any sort of spiritualiy, unless you count the laughter and delight of children.


"Dust thou art; to dust returnest,
Was not spoken of the soul."
~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

- posted by Washi @ 11:37 pm