16 April 2006

Happy Egg

As you might have surmised by now, I'm not a religious type. I don't celebrate the Easter as a religious holiday.

Way back in the time before time, though, there was some real meaning to this holiday. You could put your finger on it -- the evidence was everywhere. Oester celebrated the rampant signs of winter's breaking and those juicy, tingly urges the greening of the earth stirred up in all warm-blooded creatures. The holiday looked forward to the warmth and plenty of the coming summer, the hope of harvest in the fall. It was, simply, a celebration of life in all its eggy, rich, fecund, randy, gorgeous facets.

I can go with that.

Here's wishing all of you a glorious future, symbolized by The Egg. Don't forget to notice the bursting, throbbing, beautiful world outside your windows.

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