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Egg Art


     Hey, everyone. One of the odd customs in America is the Easter Egg Hunt. Here at the Green Retreat, we do a hunt every Spring. I just ran across some of the pictures from this years hunt and it is obvious that an artist had sneaked into our midst. The orange egg is a rendering of one of the Angry Birds of gaming lore. If I were a bird and had to pass an egg that size, I would be angry too. Ha, ha.

     We typically will dye about 10 dozen eggs and people get quite creative with their quotes and colors, as you can see. Many of the eggs are a bit risque for these pages. After having a few laughs, we hide the eggs. All of them are never found, which is cool. It is amusing to see old men (me) and all ages of folks, walking around with a basket on their arm. Some of the hiding spots are dastardly. Like eggs hidden in the guttering downspouts and ten foot up a tree. The kids are perhaps the most devious at hiding the colorful orbs, going so far as to bury the eggs. After the adults hide them for the kids, the kids have their shot and do they ever get their revenge.
    Later in the day, I grill a bunch of steaks and chicken and Carley fixes the trimmings. It is a good time. Hey, let's see if I can find one of my eggs! Gee, I guess that my egg pictures have been deleted by someone...
    From the author's green retreat, I'm that egg hiding CE Wills.

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