This is a collection of photographs taken on Easter Saturday and on the morning of Easter Sunday. It includes Saturday night bonfire and Sunday morning egg-rolling on the sandhills.
But first, here’s a photo of Mum feeding lambs. (I was feeding one too as I took the picture.)
On Saturday we had a bonfire with friends. Here’s a picture of Dad and two friends around the smaller cooking fire, with the main fire as yet unlit.
When we lit the big fire, the cows came to watch.
Here it is burning its hardest.
Damper being cooked on the coals of the cooking fire.
Moving onto Sunday now, and a tradition we picked up in Scotland is that before you can eat your easter egg, you have to break it by rolling it down a hill. “Rolling” is defined loosely. Here’s Mum, Dad and sister rolling eggs.
Here’s an egg being “rolled” back up again.
Sitting down afterwards.