A blog chronicling my departure from urban life on the east coast to sheep farm and cheese making life on the west coast. Still recounting the meals I have eaten in my new setting, but with more sheep thrown into the mix.
Friday, December 17, 2010
Art Eggs
The morning after Thanksgiving D. made birds in a nest. Only he referred to them as Eggs Rothko, after having had them in Williamsburg somewhere arty. I don't think my photograph really makes it apparent, but it did make sense.
The morning after Thanksgiving D. made birds in a nest. Only he referred to them as Eggs Rothko, after having had them in Williamsburg somewhere arty. I don't think my photograph really makes it apparent, but it did make sense.
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