I didn't know the kids were coming for Easter, twas a last-minute decision. I hurriedly hung my eggs.
This is some old wool I bought at a Zellers store that was closing. It is interesting, in that it shimmers in the wind (you can see it in the video, below). The eggs were from the dollar store.
I remember, in the teaching years, doing proper egg colouring with wax, a stylus and dipping them. I would have art centres in my classrooms. The kids would rotate in and out of the centre, using the heated wax on top of an electric heater. They were real eggs, not blown as they are stronger. They so enjoyed it. I haven't done this since I retired in 2006. They are great memories, though.
egg tree from Jennifer Jilks on Vimeo.
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