Swiecone jajka...

Was walking along Roncesvalles this morning, got a coffee and headed up the street to get my own set of Bananagrams when I serendipitously saw my mom and her friend Janet lined up outside St Casimir's church for the traditional basket blessing; and I went in with them... I remember doing this every Easter with the family; painting eggs in the morning, enduring long lines to buy bread and sausage, then even longer lines to get the basket blessed... Here's a blast from the past.











Off for home now, where (gasp!) there is no internet~!