Today I made an egg gift tag. I think it’s rather cute.
On other news, this weekend I am in the Blue Mountains attending Katoomba Easter Convention.
It’s a Christian convention I’ve been attending for the last 6 or so years.
I get to listen to great talks about Jesus in the morning, rest in the afternoon/hang out with friends, and then volunteer in a kids program at night.
I don’t think it would be very genuine of me to make all of this Easter related craft and not mention the person who I think Easter is truly about – Jesus Christ.
My life would be nothing without Jesus – and the grace He has shown in dying on the cross and coming back to life has truly saved my life!
If you don’t know Jesus personally, I’m always keen to discuss what I believe!
Super quick post today!
I like the colours in this one?
What do you think?
Today I made a garland from eggs.
They’re striped, patterned and crafted using soft pastels.
They remind me a bit of delicate hand painted eggs – one craft which I’ve never attempted and won’t be doing this weekend due to the fact that I’m in the blue mountains…
Have you ever hand painted eggs? How do you do it? Feel free to construct your own tutorial with pictures in the comments below.
Tonight I made an Egg card.
This one reminds me of how I use to love eating eggs as a child.
Mum would make me a soft boiled egg and ‘soldiers’ from toast.
I would crack the egg open with the back of a spoon and dip my toast in.
Do you have a favourite way to eat eggs?
Tonight I sewed an egg ornament from felt.
It’s blue and white and soft to hold.
Who wouldn’t want one?
Tonight I commenced another round of Easter craft.
This time it’s eggs!
I love easter eggs – particularly Lindt bunny ones.
Not being made of chocolate, this egg isn’t quite as cool as the real thing, but it’s close 😉
What’s your favourite type of easter egg?
Tonight I crafted a Chick gift tag.
I love Chicks.
I have distinct memories of going to the Easter Show as a kid, back in the day when it was at Moore Park and chicks weren’t contained in a fenced off pen or heated cage.
I remember holding fluffy, squirmy chicks that cheeped, scratched your fingers with their toes and tried to escape.
What a fun childhood experience. A precious memory.
When did you first see/touch/hold a chick?