I haven’t bothered with an egg tree every year but this year my Harry Lauder’s Walking Stick died and its branches make the perfect egg tree…
I haven’t dyed eggs every year either but this year I needed an activity to do with my grandchildren during an overnight…
And finally…I rarely had an egg hunt here when my children were young because my parents always held one at their house. Now I am the grandparent and the egg hunt was here…
And now to eat all those hard-boiled and chocolate eggs.
13 comments:
Your eggs are so beautiful and I love how you've hung them from branches. I love Easter, it's so full of hope and the chocolate is pretty helpful with the happy feeling too!
Your photos are beautiful, and I just love that egg tree.. I'd save it for years to come!
I have to agree with the previous remarks, your photos are outstanding! The colors, the composition. You've shared a lovely story here just in these images.
What fun! Also, loved seeing your PR photos...looks like a wonderful trip. xo
Wonderful photos!
I've always wanted to make an egg tree but never remember to look for or save branches.
This was the fime my grandson dyed Easter eggs..it was so much fun to see how excited he was. I was good and did not buy any jelly beans to eat this year...lol
oh such sweet curves of branches ..special eggs for the ones you love looks like such a fun day!!
ooooh, sorry your tree died, but it is so perfect for an Easter tree, or for anytime, really.
what sweet shots of the grans. lucky you. :)
what fun - i'm sorry about your tree but what a gorgeous egg tree it makes. i hope you keep it for the following years!
so pretty they are, on the tree.
xo
ps: your sandwiches sound so good.
LOVE the egg tree! And those little hands making Easter... so sweet! Happy Days, Oliag :o) ((HUGS))
i love the tie dyed hands and the stocking feet :)
Lovely : )
What a gorgeous tree, beautiful in death as well as life. I love corkscrew branches with a passion.
I just love your photos with the bokeh. Mmmm. (And at XOXOX too.)
The photo of hand holding yellow-orange egg: sigh. The light under the colorful hands, palms down: sighh.
Grandchildren: sighhh.
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