Another ritual -- on Ash Wednesday, I get out the box of 12 real hens eggs which we bought on a Lenten trip to Germany 18 years ago. These are always hung on forced branches in the dining room. The dining room because the Germans seemed to always have them in the dining room where we breakfasted.
Although I collect Christmas decorations by the boxful, I have restrained from buying other Easter eggs for the tree. I'm a purist -- the German eggs only (bought at Woolworth's for a ridiculously small sum). It's a rite and a ritual.
Both the branches and the eggs remind us that Spring is on it's way and will come soon. Both definitely make a bright spot to a sometimes dreary winter.
It's Wednesday which means that dear Susan is hosting Outdoor Wednesday at A Southern Daydreamer. Visit her and see what everyone has been up to outdoors on this Wednesday (and do you suppose there will be more snow pictures?)