When I was a little girl I loved to go to my Oma and Opa's house. Oma would always fix soft-boiled eggs for breakfast - my favorite! Then, to my amazement, Oma could turn the empty eggshells into vases for small flowers. She would carefully wash the eggshells and keep the ones that had not cracked. Then the two of us would take a walk in the backyard to pick flowers for our eggshell vases. It was my special time with Oma, and I always liked picking the wild violets that grew in her backyard. To this day, wild violets remind me of Oma.