I have always wondered why rabbits deliver Easter eggs. Let me backtrack on that – why rabbits paint Easter eggs. Of course they’ll deliver them once they’ve gone to all the trouble of painting them. As a child I wondered more about that than I did about what Santa has to do with Christmas, but I learned to accept that the goodies each provided were worth putting up with the stories adults make up.
So each year I haul out the Easter eggs and wonder who painted them and how …and whether that rabbit would be any good in the pot, after eating all the vegetables out of my garden.
When I encountered this rabbit in my backyard, I asked him how he paints the eggs. Did he use a brush like I’ve seen in some of the children’s colouring books, or did he use a rag, or did he dip them?
“Oh … it’s simple. I dip my paw in the paint pot. Then I take an egg and I just rabbit on.
When I was five and my brother was three, we lived in Germany. In the spring, they have their Carnival time in connection with Lent (which, I think is during the 40 days before Easter). We wanted to take part in the fun of the local customs. When we heard there was to be a dress-up parade, my brother and I wanted to be in it.
My mother was concerned that we were too young, but she said if my older cousin, Brigitte, would look after us and we promised to stay by her side, then we could be in the parade. I don’t remember what my brother was supposed to be – maybe a messenger, as he had something in his hand, but I was going to be a Dutch Boy (incidentally, now a famous pickled herring brand). I put on blue pants and I had a blue hat. My mother added her trademark makeup to our faces. Every “dress-up” occasion called for red lipstick hearts being drawn onto our cheeks. I think she was the original face painter.
We held hands to look after each other. I took Brigitte’s hand and, as always, I took my brother’s hand. We felt very important as we walked through the streets of town along with the rest of the citizens who were also dressed up. Brigitte’s outfit needs some explaining because of the black and white photo. Her dress and cape were bright red with big white polka dots on them. She was dressed up as a fly agaric (amanita) mushroom.
It looks like my mom reclaimed my brother after a while. He was only three and probably got tired, but I was quite happy to continue, with Brigitte lending me courage.
I don’t often promote my books on this blog in the form of a post but I wanted to let my followers and visitors know that all three of my novels are available as e-books in all formats, 75% off the regular price for the rest of this week, until April 1.
This Easter Special brings the price down to 99 cents. That’s less than the price of a hamburger that you would enjoy for a far shorter time. Also, reading my books won’t make you gain weight, but they may get your blood pressure going up a little bit. I hope they will, anyway.
So what you do to get these e-books, is to go to smashwords.com and do a search for each of the titles, or click on the links that I will provide at the top of each cover photo. When you click to buy the e-book it will say $3.99, but when it is time to pay, you put in the coupon code for each book and then it will only cost you 99 cents.
For “Julia’s Violinist” click here. Then use coupon code UA79E.
For Orion’s Gift click here. Then use coupon code DZ34A.
For The Wind Weeps click here. Then use coupon code DD26B.
I hope you enjoy these e-books.