Spring

Tuesday evening was the Vernal Equinox. We balanced eggs vertically in the old pagan tradition. There is supposed to be some sort of gravitational pull as the sun crosses the equator making it possible to balance the eggs.



At the moment of the equinox, we set to work and were able to quickly balance the eggs.

We balanced six eggs with the help of la belle Helene (whose lovely face is hidden by her hair as she toils)

The eggs did not stay upright for long.

My beloved was skeptical of the gravitational pull theory and proceeded to balance eggs into the night and once more the next day, and the day after that just to be sure. I am ready to agree that the balancing act is caused by the egg yolk settling on the bottom of the egg or whatever. Still it was fun to see them standing there welcoming the spring.