It’s not all eggs

Easter is not all about eggs. It is not even all about chocolate. Surprise! That’s not a chocolate I’m holding in my hand, but the fruit of the American sycamore, a tree widespread across the cooler southern states of the Australian continent.

You might be celebrating Easter, or you might have celebrated Passover – or maybe you are just eating lots of chocolate while you enjoy a break from your workaday world.

But traditionally it is a time to celebrate new life; a time of reflection – and yes, a time of Easter egg hunts in the bottom of the garden.

Unfortunately for myself, I am spending much of the time working and instead I contemplate something else I found in the garden. This golden truffle is chock-full of dormant life, did you know? If I were to break into this, I’d have a handful of fluffy little seeds, each holding the promise of an enormous life.

These seeds can lie dormant for years before suddenly bursting into life – all that is required are the right conditions: a period of cold followed by warmth. I find that beautiful – what a metaphor for hope! Whichever hemisphere you are in, spring is coming, sooner or later.

Now, I’m sure I saw some Ferrero Rochers lurking in my pantry…