This is what happens when an egg is forgotten in dye. Sometimes, forgetting something results in a perfection not expected.
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Romp, expedition, adventure, odyssey, quest. Along the way, maybe I’ll find better words to describe my life. My days are filled with the work of raising children, serving a retired canine racing queen, trying to run when my body allows it, hugging my husband, choosing between board games, books, and sleep, and never being truly bored.
This is what happens when an egg is forgotten in dye. Sometimes, forgetting something results in a perfection not expected.
Beka Tucker 