I could just as well have entitled this post «I Love Wikipedia». Sitting around here this morning, thinking about how traditions are different in ‘my two countries’. We didn’t have any Easter Bunnies when I was a kid, growing up in Sweden, and no egg hunt. We did have some ancient traditions derived from the times of witches. Little kids dress up, paint their faces and walk around the neighbourhood asking for candy … a little bit like Hallowe’en here.
One thing that I never see here is the down. Almost everyone back home would bring in twigs of birch and decorate it, and here’s where Wikipedia comes in handy. I don’t have any photos of my own Easter decorations and there’s no way I could get one … but wouldn’t you know — Wikipedia to the rescue. I found exactly what I wanted.
Most people would decorate with down in many different colours, but I always had just yellow, so this could very well have been my own picture. They hang little eggs also, miniature eggs that are painted.
According to old Swedish folklore, on this Thursday, all the witches travelled to a place called Blåkulla … a broom was the mode of travelling (!), and a black cat as a companion together with a kettle, hanging on the broom stick.
Instead of writing up a post about Swedish Easter traditions — which would be redundant — there are already so many of them — I was trying to remember my own childhood Easters. We always had fish on Good Friday. This was also a day when everything came to a grinding halt. Nothing was open … and I mean nothing! It was ‘worse’ than Christmas Day. You could not go anywhere, and when I tried to complain to my Mother, I always got an ear full about what it was like when she was a kid: how she had to wear a big, black bow in her hair. Mom was born 1913, so things were a little different then, for sure.
Nowadays, certain grocery stores and convenience stores are open on Good Friday. Things change…
What’s mostly associated with Easter for me, personally, is eggs and the colour yellow.
Happy Easter and …