In Her Easter Bonnet
Remember when you wore your new outfit to church on Easter Sunday morning no matter what he temperature.
I have just remembered that in the town where I lived we made pasche eggs, these were dyed or painted and were used to decorate the sash windows of the houses, they stood in a line, each house vying with the next in number and decorative splendour. My favourites were the ones made with a primrose pressed against the shell,wrapped in onion skins and bound in cotton and then boilded. They were so beautiful. On Easter Sunday morning we rolled our eggs, one against the other, the persons egg that didn't smash was the champion. Didn't win anything.....the old ideal of the "taking part".
Happy Easter everyone.
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