Eggses, my precious.

[melissajm]

Tomorrow marks the 30th year of an odd personal tradition.

Every Easter since I leared how to make 2-color eggs, I've colored and saved a hollow egg with my name on it.
The earliest are always pink and yellow. Remember the Ronco device that turned eggs and drew on them with markers? There's one done that way. Eggs from "my religious phase" have crosses on them, and later, descending doves. I decorated some using masking tape and Q-tips. One commemorates the writing of "The Giant Novel" with hand-drawn beanstalks. One egg is brown, dyed to look golden.

These aren't works of art. They're smudged, chipped and fingerprinty. But...30 years. I just had to commemorate it.

And then there's the other collection, started when my husband and I got married. We've filled up our first dozen with that one. ;)

Happy Easter!

Comments

[melissajm.livejournal.com]

Those ornaments sound wonderful.

My first egg actually got broken when I dropped it on the vacuum cleaner, but I pieced it back together.

This year's egg is an "Affirmation Egg," the first to have words other than my name on it. They're part of the green vines on a yellow egg with "flowering bushes" (Ok, pink and blue splothes) on it.

And this year I taught my niece how to make two-color eggs. ;D

[terrymcgarry.livejournal.com]

That's wonderful, on all counts! Including that you were able to piece the broken egg back together, although it must have been distressing when it broke.

[melissajm.livejournal.com]

I wonder if that's what prompted me to start saving them...?

[terrymcgarry.livejournal.com]

Could be!