I'm not who I was.
The kids dyed eggs today.
As did I.
A couple of years ago I accidentally discovered that if you dye brown eggs blue, it makes a gorgeous teal color. I really don’t have a desire to dye eggs anything else but teal now. So that’s all I did.
Out with the toolbox, and in with the eggs as my centerpiece… for a very brief amount of time (either until Easter, or until things start to stink. Whichever comes first). The “nest” and the eggs stuck in the chicken wire make me smile. It doesn’t take much to amuse me.