Egg art and my son's rap music blasting from the basement. Dog whinning for a cookie. Cat stretching and meowing to get something tasty. Phone ringing...it's for my son of course. Yawn...I am starting to wake up. The wind chimes are performing brilliantly. A storm is coming. I am surprised to see the designs in the top egg photo. Click on it to see all the wonderful details.
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