Header is this morning , purple fog. The weather is less than inspiring, as usual this time of year. Stella and I have decided to seek the sun once again, and will leave in a few weeks for Palm Springs, the wonderful land of kitsch , gays,little dogs and really old folks. The combo makes a very entertaining stroll through town under a bright sun and clean air.
I have never worn these ear muffs but could not toss them and, as it appears, for good reason.
In the dark afternoon , while waiting for chicken in the oven, I grabbed my stabber and made a hedgehog happen.
He looks more like a bear/baby seal/dog than a hedgehog
Before the baked chicken and the hedgehog, came the egg.
I have never seen an egg come out of a chook striped...the inside was just the same as all other eggs, - whoa-like under the shell we, oops, I mean THEY are all the same,??? just that some shells are fancier than others.???? whoa! Deep!
Fancy shells are more rare and so they get photos taken and praised and set aside on the counter to be admired but really ...yolks on them. ( I know, groan) eggs are just eggs in the end.