We did "Ukrainian" easter eggs again this year. I've gathered several friends who enjoy this activity and whose children I hope to infect with the love of this wonderful activity. However, as every other year before, the jars of dye are STILL on the counter ... and will be there until I decide to move them out of harm's way, but not before having done more eggs. (The sad truth is that I probably won't do any more ... but I do live in hope!)
A recipient of one of the only two eggs I produced this year was my brother, as his birthday was – this year – on Easter Sunday. Along with the egg went a card I've been saving for such an occasion.
And, as spring springs up all around us, I had to take some photos of the daffodils. Last weekend was abnormally warm (followed by a cold snap – a rude awakening indeed) and it, along with some rain, has really accelerated the process.
More soon, as I immerse myself in the Maj Sjöwall and Per Wahlöö series. My linguistically inclined mother has tried to figure out the pronunciation of these Swedish crime fiction writers' names, but I await confirmation from my Norwegian friend!
the photo of the ukranian easter eggs takes me right back to the evenings I was lucky enough to do them with you in Cambridge. I still have a half dozen eggs in a cupboard here in NZ to remind me - the trouble is that they don't look anywhere as good as those fantastic ones in your photo!
ReplyDeleteWOW! Those eggs are amazing!!!!
ReplyDeleteLoved the card ;-) Are you prepared for the next bday tomorrow?
I'll give you a lecture in Swedish pronunciation anytime!
Hi Sarah, thanks SO much for popping by and leaving your comment, it is much appreciated. Your eggs are beautiful, so vibrant and attractive .. not to mention expertly done, they make a cheery display. I'm off to find out more about the area you live in, it sounds intriguing!
ReplyDeleteI hope you'll pop by again. Kate.