This year our Easter egg dyeing was more like a little science experiment. I found some ideas here, and went about soaking eggs in beet juice for some sweetly pale pink eggs, and turmeric that turned them a deep, rich golden color. Brown onion skins turned them sort of a rich, burnt orange color, and we attached some leaves and flowers to the eggs while they were soaking for a little pattern. And who knew that red cabbage turns eggs into a dark, mottled robin's egg blue? It was very cool.
While these ended up being a little too delicate (and hard-earned) for an egg hunt, Nico and Mateo were more than pleased with the goodies they found in our friends' Alexa and Robert's backyard.
And they were especially pleased with the strawberry waffles and super-fast wagon rides.
The joy of simple pleasures. It was the kind of Spring day that even us weather-spoiled Southern California natives dream about. Brilliant blue sky; breezy, clean air; with a sun that felt exquisitely warm on the skin. At one point Matt stopped what he was doing to proclaim: "Can we all just give thanks to Mother Nature right now?" Yes, thanks to Mother Nature, and to the sweet company of family and friends.
