eastertime is hectic in this part of the world. It is the major holiday of the year, and most people go whole hog with church every day of the holy week, fasting and lamb on a spit on sunday.
Easterday is called "Lambri" which means bright, and the 40 days (49, actually) of Lent are also spring cleaning time, the village gets whitewashed, inside and out
families get together to celebrate, mostly in the countryside, and anyone with some land roasts lamb over an open fire, on a spit
in Athens it happens sometimes on the balconies..
it does seem as if the land itself is celebrating, glorious sun, flowers, grasses, trees in flower
I don't go to church, but it is not possible to ignore the surge of energy..it is wonderful, really
the son is here from Poland with his dad
with a very clear wish to do the roasting thing
so I've gone traditional (again) this year, preparing a homeric feast and tomorrow I'm lighting a fire
Telemaco went to church on tuesday and came back intrigued.."they were talking about a whore" he said..(it is the day they tell about Mary Magdalene)
bundling eggs was fun, madder and onion skins and lots of little leaves and flowers
having coffee with a friend, getting frustrated when the thread wouldn't stay where I wanted it to:
"the problem with eggs is that they are round"
"how would you want them to be?"
"rectangular and flat"
"hens would need a trapdoor.."