Wonderments, admirations, perplexities and observations
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Poetry In Motion
Phil showed Hunter how to blow eggs last night to decorate them with paint for Easter. Two were successful, three failed. We had yummy French Toast with some of the egg contents, this morning. Afterward, Hunter thought the acrylic-painted egg of his would be fun to roll on the floor. Yeah, not such a great idea.
Watching the sunset by a lighthouse
Reflections at Vastra Hamnen after the sun goes down