This week I colored
some eggs using the technique I discovered last year at this time: silk dying.
Hubby gave me the thumbs up to cut up a silk neck tie he hasn’t worn in over a
decade. I wrapped pieces of it around eggs, put them into boiling water and let
the silk work its magic. The material was dark with orange flowers, and I was
delighted with the results, which showed a lot of contrast.
Yesterday we
had twelve kiddos bouncing around our back yard, hunting for eggs and squealing
with excitement once they spotted them. Some of our neighbors don’t celebrate Easter
but still brought their kids to participate in the hunt. I like that people
from various backgrounds and different countries came together over the common
theme of being happy watching their kids be happy. It was quite a
multi-cultural event and I loved it. It makes me happy to do something that
brings joy to the kiddos.
It’s a picture-perfect
Easter Sunday here: sunshine, chirping birds, blooming flowers in bright
shades. Everyone’s having a good day. I can’t say that this week’s fixation on
eggs has helped me solve the dilemma about the chicken and the egg and which
came first. But I’m not worried about that right now. We’ll get to that another
day. Today, I’m simply content.
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