Lucky goose eggs!! This is an Easter thing here. I'm of Polish and German heritage, so every 20 years I invade myself, anyway, they're called Pysanki. Somehow, the eggs are blown, hehehehehhehe, I said blown, then wax is applied in multiple steps to create the beautiful, colorful and intricately geometric patterns on the eggs. Is this something done in the Spring in Wales? As a youngster, I lived next door to a Welsh church where I participated in eisteddfodau and picked up a life long love of Welsh cookies. Nobody sings like the Welsh. Of all the things I've seen while living next to a Welsh church, blowing goose eggs wasn't one of them. That's why I'm curious whether this is a Spring thing or just something fun to do.
Am I correct in surmising that they'd be easier for kids to paint than the more delicate hens' eggs? Your two delightful girls will indeed remember the magical afternoons they spent with you. How lucky they are!
I showed this to Mom, which led to reminiscing about trying to blow chicken eggs when I was younger. She'd forgotten to warn us not to draw in a breath too close to the egg... being a reasonably sensible person, at least when I was younger, I didn't need that warning... my brother, on the other hand, inhaled a great lot of 'snotty' egg.
Could come in useful one day I suppose.
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heh heh heh, you said "blow". too messy for me. let's make brownies instead!
ReplyDeleteNice!
ReplyDeleteHow are you going to paint them?? Humpty Dumpty? You have a few walls yes?
ReplyDeleteIf you do that in a bowl, can you make a goose egg omelet?
ReplyDeletethose girls will remember you their entire lives.
ReplyDeleteI agree! You have a skill!
DeleteGreat fun! Do we get to see the painted eggs?
ReplyDeleteGROSS! Looks like snot! Sorry (I'm Canadian don't forget)!
ReplyDeleteIf your snot is that colour I would pop along to the doctors if I were you :-)
DeleteWell I'll bet they have never tried that in the classroom.
ReplyDeleteMy grandfather used to suck an egg for his breakfast...
ReplyDeleteThose girls are adorable...I'm sure they had a great time with you.
ReplyDeleteNow this is something I have never done, but might try in my next life time as I am too busy to try it in this one!
ReplyDeleteDon't be surprised if you are now invited to speak to a whole school assembly about blowing goose eggs.
ReplyDeleteOur neighbour who had hands like shovels, used to make hinged decorated duck eggs similar to Fabergé.
ReplyDeleteLucky goose eggs!! This is an Easter thing here. I'm of Polish and German heritage, so every 20 years I invade myself, anyway, they're called Pysanki. Somehow, the eggs are blown, hehehehehhehe, I said blown, then wax is applied in multiple steps to create the beautiful, colorful and intricately geometric patterns on the eggs.
ReplyDeleteIs this something done in the Spring in Wales? As a youngster, I lived next door to a Welsh church where I participated in eisteddfodau and picked up a life long love of Welsh cookies. Nobody sings like the Welsh. Of all the things I've seen while living next to a Welsh church, blowing goose eggs wasn't one of them. That's why I'm curious whether this is a Spring thing or just something fun to do.
It's just a fun thing......i thought they may enjoy it as kids love messy stuff.....anything snotty
DeleteDarling girls. I would love to play, too.
ReplyDeleteLove,
Janie
Am I correct in surmising that they'd be easier for kids to paint than the more delicate hens' eggs? Your two delightful girls will indeed remember the magical afternoons they spent with you. How lucky they are!
ReplyDeleteI hope Uncle did not begin by saying suck instead of blow.
ReplyDeleteThe girls are adorable. Such beautiful hair.
ReplyDeleteI want to paint an egg too !
cheers, parsnip
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ReplyDeleteI showed this to Mom, which led to reminiscing about trying to blow chicken eggs when I was younger. She'd forgotten to warn us not to draw in a breath too close to the egg... being a reasonably sensible person, at least when I was younger, I didn't need that warning... my brother, on the other hand, inhaled a great lot of 'snotty' egg.
ReplyDeleteOddly enough, we never blew eggs again.
I hope you caught the egg in a bowl .... waste not want not and all that !!
ReplyDeleteThe girls must love coming round to yours, there's always something entertaining to do :-)