Easter Traditions

Well, the Great Easter Egg Hunt of 2013 went off with its usual success. Even though most of the children are teenagers now, there doesn't seem to be any lessening of enthusiasm. And they still love to hide the eggs as much as ever, so we repeated the tradition of them hiding the grown ups' eggs in the back garden.. but now they are all very tall and cunning and are fiendishly good at finding hiding places, then they just sit and laugh at us when we can't find them.

We are so lucky to have a bunch of good friends that our children have grown up with. There have been so many Easter egg hunts in this garden, as it progressed over the years. There was the year that the driveway was just dug, that was very muddy. There was the year the back courtyard was dug out, and there was a giant pile of dirt to play in. It's a wonder anyone lets their children come here actually. There are photos of the egg hunt when the apple trees were tiny sticks. There was the year Rosy broke her leg. That wasn't a fun Easter. But then there are photos of all those same children gathered around her, signing her cast, bringing her balloons and presents. There are memories of shared Easter feasts, with produce from our gardens, and stories of how each dish was made, and what adventures we had to procure the lamb, or the salmon... or remember the year of the wallaby steaks? There is the annual competition to see who can get the champagne cork to hit the neighbour's roof (gosh, we are the neighbours from hell..).

There is one very important tradition that was well kept up this year. When hiding the eggs, it is imperative to hide some REAL well, so that the person doing the gardening over the next few days gets some nice surprises. Well played, people. Two big, and three small so far. Nice work...

Hoping your Easter has some good traditions as well...