You can read my earlier post about this festival here.
Over the course of the week, we have been reminiscing about deceased relatives and pets. The grandparents hubby and I have lost are buried in other provinces, so we didn't have a tomb to maintain. Part of Qing Ming is to offer food ceremoniously to the deceased, as it is believed they can enjoy this in the afterlife. We set out dog biscuits for old pets, and we cooked dishes we remembered eating often with our grandparents: Fricot, an Acadian chicken and dumpling soup; and Tourtiere, a French Canadian meat pie.
We also lit a joss candle, and burnt joss paper, or spirit money, as an offering for the deceased to be ensured prosperity in the after life.
While burning our offerings, we took a moment of silence to commemorate our loved ones. We then proceeded to enjoy our meal while recounting memories.
As per tradition for Qing Ming, we then went kite flying. Well, we dropped Pea off to the school dance, and we took Elle kite flying.
But before we were really able to get started, Elle's kite broke, and the wind died down completely. We did enjoy the fresh evening air though :)