Before those eggs could be found, they had to be colored. And colored they were. Someone got the hang of things very quickly. Lots of details, lots of thoughtful planning of colors, and even a lot of waiting until the eggs picked up those super vibrant hues. I think this was the most colorful year…
home sweet (still standing) home
This is all I’ve got this morning after an Easter weekend of storm dodging and adventures with eggs. More to follow, but now I’ve got to try and wrestle two sleepy bunnies out of bed – I’m not hearing a whole lot of movement up there yet. My, oh my, that little Easter bunny gets…
yellow to purple
Colossal beauties, and the only shot I thought to get of that toddler was in front of dead daffodils with her tongue stuck out. I hope you enjoyed the tulip tour this week – have a lovely weekend.