In which we are heroically, aggressively Swedish.

It's Lucia Day! Or yesterday was, at any rate. Because I'd read great things about the Lucia festival in ultra-Swedish Lindsborg, Kansas, we went there on a sort of pilgrimage, and it was more fun than you might expect.

We've been doing Lucia-related things all week, mostly involving baking lussekatter, the pastry associated with Lucia. I estimate I've made around 150, with more to come for the neighbors.


We took some to Grace's class, to demonstrate Lucia attire and music and food, which required first making Peter a new Starboy hat (these things tend to get lost over time.) We assembled posterboard, glitter glue, a hot glue gun, construction paper, and eager craftspersons, and our fabulous result... will be in the next installment of the Lucia blogging.