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DAVID BENTLEY'S WEEKLY COLUMN |
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HUNTING FOR EASTER EGGS
Do you remember the joy of hunting for Easter eggs? I do. We often spent Easter at my grandparent’s house. There was always a big community egg hunt where we were divided into age groups to look for eggs. There were boiled chicken eggs that had been dyed, there were plastic eggs with candy inside, and there were “golden” eggs that were good for special prizes. Then, as if that weren’t enough, we’d return to my grandparent’s house where our parents and aunts and uncles would hide our eggs in the vacant lot across the street, and let us have our own private egg hunt. In our local community, the tradition of hunting for Easter eggs continues. It began last week with egg dying parties at the Friday Harbor Fire House and on the Roche Harbor party barge. It continued with the Parks & Rec nighttime egg hunt using flashlights at the high school athletic field on the second night of the full moon. Today it will continue at churches all over the island, at Jackson Beach, and at Roche Harbor. There will doubtless be other egg hunts at numerous homes, parks, and beaches. I even read on the internet that one university held a robotic egg hunt in which students created and used robots to search for and gather their Easter eggs. At first I thought that sounded really silly, but I guess it’s no sillier than having dyed chicken eggs delivered to your home one night each year by a rabbit. Maybe that’s part of what makes Easter such a joyful time. Something that makes no sense happens. Things that were hidden are discovered. New life bursts forth in pastures, woods and gardens everywhere while little children with baskets full of colored eggs gleefully beg their parents to hide the eggs and let them be found all over again.
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