
A few of my favorite Peeps and most fun blessings--grand daughter Shelby, niece Sarah, grandson Elijah, and niece Julia. I love these faces! (I stole this picture from Sarah).
"All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt."— Susan Sontag

I think if we had left it there long enough, it might actually have cooked a little around the edges, but, alas, our experiment was a failure, but I guess we did disprove the old saying--or maybe 98 degrees just isn't hot enough to fry an egg on a sidewalk. The kids quickly got bored with the whole mess. I got the hose and washed the goo off the sidewalk, and while I was at it, watered the crispy, wilted plants in my front yard. (BTW and FYI, the last time it was this hot here in middle Tennessee was in 1925). Happy TGIF, everyone!