It’s a cold Easter.
Easter eve, the big easter day here in Sweden has been sunny and windy. It’s rather nice where the wind doesn’t reach but truly nasty where it does reach and that’s almost everywhere :-)I was running out of deer food so I had to go to the store in Falköping this morning, I went out early when there was little traffic because Easter is one of the worst times when it comes to traffic accidents.
I was planning on walking around taking photographs in the town but the wind just made it too nasty. So I drove homewards and stopped by the lake to see if I could see any cranes but had no luck with that, lots of geese but no cranes at all. Normally we have several thousands of them here by now.
I did see a few Easter witches, or Easter Hags as we really call them in Swedish. Easter hags are children, both boys and girls dressed up as witches (boys sometimes as wizards though) walking from home to home begging for candy. Some give away easter cards they have made themselves as a thank You. In a few places it’s the other way, it’s the witches that hands out candy to those they visit. It’s no surprise that those witches are very few in comparison with the ones begging🙂🙂🙂 This tradition is believed to have started in the late 18th century.
Every easter the witches flies to Blåkulla (an island on the east coast of Sweden) to have a sabbath with the devil. They usually start late at night on Wednesday before Easter and return home on Easter day. So that always make me wonder why we start the huge bonfires at Easter eve🙂🙂🙂 The bonfires are meant to scare the witches and make them turn around back home. No use really if they already have arrived at Blåkulla is it🙂🙂🙂 The traditions with bonfires almost only exists here in the south-west of Sweden and now days it’s only allowed if the grass isn’t too dry and the wind isn’t too hard. Usually fireworks are used too but no use in having that when winds are too strong either.
One tradition we have here is to decorate our homes with twigs from mostly birch tree or willow and dress the twigs with colorful feathers and tiny easter eggs and tiny easter hags. Sort of like a miniature Jule tree isn’t it🙂 The food is very much like the ones we have at Jule with the exception of no ham but lots of eggs instead. Pickled herring in loads of different variations of course and for the few of us that don’t like herring there’s of course meatballs and prince sausages🙂 and instead of Julmust we’re having Påskmust (Easter must), it’s just the same but they change the name🙂🙂🙂
My easter cactus has lots of buds but they won’t open up for yet another week. The fire is burning in the stove and I’m about to make my dogs their dinner and a cup of cocoa for me.