a predictable disaster
Not so long after I took the picture of the Easter basket that appears elsewhere in these pages, a few of the eggs met what can only be described as their untimely demise. The basket was on the coffee table, where sadly it was within range of the mighty tail of Freckles the St. Bernard. It is my sad duty to provide the updated picture below.
And we didn't paint any new eggs this year, either, so we're going to have to work extra hard next year to get that basket filled back up!