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When I arrived at the office this morning, fertility symbols were scattered everywhere in clever hiding places and some kind of "hunt" was afoot. I got a little shiver, as if I could hear Lord Summerisle calling to me: "To each and all, a very blessed Ostara!"

I declared with delight to one of the admin that I'd already found three shiny plastic fertility symbols in the space of five minutes. She stared at me blankly. At first, I thought I had impressed her with my mighty hunting prowess. Then it became apparent that she didn't know that the plastic spheroids represented.

"But it's a symbol of Ostara, the goddess of fertility," I explained.

Silence.

Oh, well. Neverwemind. Just tell some bunny you love them and eat the chocolate. Happy Ostara!