This is going to sound extremely bizarre to any Northern hemisphere based person reading this, but I´m sure fellow Aussies will understand.
Last week the weather here actually started turning nice. Wednesday was a pleasant and reasonbly sunny day which went into double figures, while Thursday broke even Wed´s lovely-day-for-March record and let me wander around in only a t-shirt and even dried out the mud-lakes that have been in the dogpark since, oh, forever.
So on Thursday there I was contemplating this lovely weather, truly the start of Spring and realised that the next day was Good Friday. Like, Easter. Like that whole rebirth stuff. Like Spring. ie. IT FITS TOGETHER!
Ok, so right now all Americans and Europeans are saying "Well, DUH!" but think of it from the view of an Aussie. I mean Easter comes just as the weather is turning to shit. Like, really. So there is no connection. Its just a nice time to put the school holidays between Xmas and mid-winter for us. And that´s about it.
As I was explaining my sudden theological breakthrough to my father on the weekend I did happen to mention that isn´t it just SO lucky for the Christian church that these two coincide. It would have been a bit of a downer for them to try and sell it to the masses if it had happened in the Aussie time frame at the start of Autumn. What a stroke of luck. Really.
And my father told me to not be such a cynic and I should go to Church. It being Easter Sunday and all.