A few photographs from Saturday. Some of our own (slightly faded now they’re decades old!) pysanky – hand-painted Ukrainian Easter eggs. A few of them (the messy ones at the back!) were made by us when we were about six. Then there’s the traditional embroidery, and underneath that the weaving done by my great-grandmother in rural Ukraine a long, long time ago. It was given to us in 2011 when we finally tracked down our family in that village, after believing there was nobody left on my grandfather’s side of the family, thanks to war and the Russians. They’d been saving it for a few decades, hoping one day we might find them there.
And making the paska – the Ukrainian Easter bread. Baba, on the left, is ninety-one and still doing all the traditional things each Easter and Christmas.
Ukraine does Easter better than anyone (no, I’m not biased!). It’s not much of a deal in most countries anymore, but the intricate designs and all the traditions are important in Ukraine. This year is an unusual year because all the Easters fall on the same day – no matter which calendar a country follows.
Here are some of the many, many Ukrainian Easter eggs (pysanky) for sale on Etsy at the moment.
We went to Sydney to see The Australian Ballet on Saturday night. Here is the view out the window from our hotel in the city centre.
And this is looking the other way. It’s really sad that those in power in Sydney destroyed the city a few decades ago. No effort was made to preserve any of the historic buildings, so instead of rows of Victorian-era house like you might find in other cities, in Sydney you have one.