Irene wanted me to write a blog, but I thought I'd try this for a year instead.
Years later, in 2011, I realize that the above no longer makes sense, since I have stopped photographing breakfast and instead occasionally put down random thoughts. These days I photograph our granddaughter's lovely face, paint for fun, knit and teach knitting at an after-school program for girls, and read. Life is good, if a bit slow, but then, so am I.
I want to know what you are doing with all the egg yolks. Could you send them over here once a week? They are my favorite part of the egg. I'm sure the Überhund would agree with me. We would add some milk and eat them scrambled. Well, I would have two bites and he and the cats would have the rest, but they wouldn't go to waste.
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I want to know what you are doing with all the egg yolks. Could you send them over here once a week? They are my favorite part of the egg. I'm sure the Überhund would agree with me. We would add some milk and eat them scrambled. Well, I would have two bites and he and the cats would have the rest, but they wouldn't go to waste.
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