Easter in Cyprus is very much about traditions so there really isn’t any better place to celebrate this time of year than up in the mountains at Georgie’s grandparents summer house in the village. Families come together, many beers and kilos of meat are consumed and little cousins play in the back of pappou’s pickup truck. Of course I doubt anything could compare to the day he sat on a horse for the first time.
I took so many pictures today, sorting through them gave me a headache. Actually it’s my bloody allergies that have given me a headache. Hayfever plagues me EVERY year and no, it didn’t ‘pass’ with my pregnancy. period pains, yes. But not my hay fever.
Anyhoo, despite the strange weather- super hot one minute, cold and dreary the next- and subsequently, our ruined Easter egg hunt, georgie, papa and me had a wonderful time with my family at my parents’ house.
Easter Sunday is coming up which means egg painting has commenced. Sadly I haven’t gotten round to doing it this year but my sister made up for it with yellow and red eggs. The red ones were dyed using beetroots while the yellow ones were made with daisies from her garden. So awesome. I wish i could’ve gone round to her mother-in-law’s, who apparently makes flower prints on hers by wrapping the eggs in tights- or pantyhose. Oh and another natural red dye can be achieved with red onion leaves. of course you need a ton but it is natural. We’re planning an Easter egg hunt too so come Sunday i should have some beautiful pics coming your way.