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Happy Easter

It’s time to put out the Easter egg collection again.

The alabaster egg in the center came from a store in a suburb of Vancouver back in about 1974.

The pale yellow egg and two light blue ones were blown and painted by the nine-year-old children of friends. Those children are now 42. Their father gave us a gift of the brightly coloured hand-painted eggs from the Czech Republic back about 30 years ago. The last egg in the dish is very tiny. It was an abandoned quail egg I found in our back yard about 25 to 30 years ago. Each year I put this egg collection out at Easter time and think good thoughts about old times.

Whether you believe in the religious aspects of Easter or you just like the traditional customs of painted eggs, family, and Easter dinners, I wish you a happy time over the Easter weekend.

 


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A Rabbit at Easter

I wonder where I put those eggs?

I hid them much too well,

If only I had longer legs,

But then, what if I fell?

I thought I hid them over here,

Beneath that prickly vine,

But then I changed my mind for fear,

Of hurting friends of mine.

Oh there they are, already found,

And laid into a dish,

All types of eggs there do abound,

As fine as you could wish.

Some homemade eggs, some done by pros,

An alabaster prize,

And not to be outdone by those,

The quail egg’s tiny size.

I might just have to start again

And get some fresh farm eggs, 

And even though I wish in vain,

I’d love to have long legs.

 

I simply can’t improve on these,

The hens’ eggs are so sweet,

Not done with paint, or laid with ease,

This lovely Easter treat.