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Dawn Tolbert | Writer

Dyeing #366Days Day 112

Tomorrow is Easter, and I have to admit it was hard for me not to buy a box of the little tablets we used to use to dye Easter eggs. I saw them there, near the eggs in the aisle at Kroger, and gave them a second glance before hurrying to catch up with Larry to finish our shopping errand.

I always loved dyeing Easter eggs, even though I was never all that great at dyeing designs. I pretty well mastered the solid color egg, but when I was a kid, I was never artistic enough to come up with the really pretty designs like my sister did. I used to think it was because of the six years’ difference in our ages, but now I know it has more to do with talent and maybe also patience.

In my memory, dyed Easter eggs still feel like home. I loved how when Daddy would peel them the colors might have seeped through the shells to turn the egg white into something wonderful like egg pink or egg blue or, worst of all, egg green. But those along with the hollow chocolate bunnies made Easter fun.

I hope kids get to dye Easter eggs these days and hunt the plastic ones in the backyard.


2 Comment

  1. Next year we are dyeing eggs together!! I did the same thing this morning at Kroger. Even searched through the little Easter toys to make a pretend basket, reliving years past. But who says that grown up kids can’t dye eggs!!!
    It will encourage you to know that several coworkers this past week were discussing whether they had picked up their dye for the weekend. The fun lives on!

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