It’s that time of year when many people color an egg or two for Easter. Well, I remember one Easter in particular that had a very elusive egg that no one could find.
Easter every year was always held at Grandma & Grandpa’s house. The whole family would gather and enjoy some great food and an inevitable game of progressive rummy with the adults. Everything from ham to mashed potatoes to succotash was there, including homemade pies and Schwann’s ice cream for dessert. (There are apparently very few people who like succotash in this world; my grandma and myself were two of them.) It was a time us kids always knew we’d be seeing all of the cousins. Well, I have a cousin named Erik who is about four years older than I am. This particular year, Erik helped Grandma color eggs for all of us younger kids to find. Most of those eggs were brightly colored and relatively easy to locate. But one particular egg Erik decided to do something special with.
My grandma had a small plant terrarium in her living room (similar to the picture above but with taller plants in it). It had a variety of colors in both the gravel and the plants that it contained. Erik decided that he needed to color a camouflaged egg to blend in with the plants and gravel in the terrarium. Us younger cousins were told that if we found this “camo egg” we would get a significant cash reward. If memory serves me correctly, $10 was the reward and he himself was fronting the cash for it. I think he thought the chances of us finding it were virtually impossible, especially with no hints being given to us. So a $10 bill was a tantalizing carrot to dangle in front of us. As I recall, us older cousins had him a little worried about his money though.
I would love to be able to tell you that I found it! But I didn’t. I would love to be able to tell you that anyone found it. But we never did. Not even the adults were able to locate it. Eventually, when the adults had long grown tired of watching us kids desperately trying to find this elusive egg, Erik had to show us where it was. When we saw it, we all agreed: This is an absolutely ugly egg, and no wonder we couldn’t find it! It was painted to perfectly blend in with the plants in the terrarium and it did its job well. I really wish I had seen it! To see a reward of that caliber go unclaimed was a heinous act on Erik’s part.
In our household, the focus of Easter is the death and resurrection of Jesus (the empty tomb is still an historical event that non-Christian historians still cannot accurately explain away). Even though colored eggs and such aren’t what Easter is really all about, it has certainly made for some interesting memories.