I left the French doors open the other day and the wind blew not one but TWO of my pysanka off the dresser. Oooopsy.
Well, it is Lent. Suppose I should bring out the ol' supplies and get to work. I can't remember the last time I made any. Hmmmmmm?
Time to go buy some eggs.
(Or as my momma used to say--"them ol' hen ehhhhhygz.")