Easter and gardens, and I'm very aware that by next year, I won't have a garden of my own for that Bunny to scatter eggs in for my grandchildren to find. But for several years now my sister has been hosting an Easter brunch in her beautiful big heritage home, taking over the tradition my parents established. There will be at least seven under-8s there this morning in a three-generation crowd, and chocolate and sugar enough to ensure at least one meltdown that ends in tears.
I might shed a quiet one or two in a corner myself, thinking of my mom, who left us, Easter Sunday, three years ago. But mostly, I think I'll be content to have family around and recognize that other traditions form in the vacuum created by letting go of places, homes, people, rituals. . .
And if I say good-bye to having my own garden, well, there are many others to wander through and enjoy without having to wield a trowel. Yesterday, I took these photos in Vancouver's Van Dusen Gardens as the "homework" for an "iphoneography" course I'm taking there. My mom loved this place, and contributed many plants from her garden to its annual fundraising, and brought plants she'd purchased at that sale to plant in my own borders. Wandering its paths with my iPhone's lens yesterday was a pleasant way to begin reconciling myself to passing my garden's care to others, to finding and creating other continuities for myself.
Happy Easter to those of you who celebrate it! And Happy Spring Renewal to the rest of you in my hemisphere ... For those of you those categories exclude, I wish you flowers and sunshine!