I honestly thought one would just come flying out of the woods, but it didn't. We did hear it tapping away at a tree in the woods, but it never came. As the day was coming to an end I stepped back out on the deck to watch for a little bit longer, and there it was, my shadow.
Along with the bird watching, this weekend has been full of the simplest pleasures. We've read articles on how to make the most perfect hard boiled egg... and then accomplished it.
We dyed eggs, following the instructions for extra vibrant eggs. Without any little guys around we could let them sit in the dye for at least 15 minutes. Dyeing eggs is a lot more fun when you're drinking wine too.
The eggs came out beautifully.
We've picked flowers.
Had an amazing camp fire in the backyard.
We've taken walks, chopped lots of omelet ingredients to prep for tomorrow's Easter celebrations.
I stole a spoon full of the finished broccoli casserole... it's even fabulous when cold.
Been genuinely interested in The Masters, "Come On Phil", gone to lunch with Brother Justin, drank way too many pots of coffee, and I even snuck in a nap.
And now we're off to cheer on the Reds. Being able to watch a Red's game on television is quite the treat for Dan and I, so B-dubs here we come.
Happy Saturday, Happy Easter.
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