Saturday, April 7, 2012

And The Peep Results Are In...

Third Place: Brad And Peepalina Go To The Oscars


Second Place Winner: Marshmallow Daze in Peepsburg Parade
Follow this link to view more peep diorama and peep video winners. Check out First place winner: Peep Anatomy Lesson
http://www.twincities.com/ci_20334661/ninth-annual-marshmallow-peeps-diorama-contest-creative-minds

The photos above are some of the winners and entries in the 9th Annual Peep Contest sponsored by Pioneer Press, St. Paul Minnesota.  Diorama artists demonstrated that these cute squishy yellow chicks are capable of depicting everything from classic literature, movies to current events. Downton Abbey and Hunger Games themes were popular choices this year.
Peeps candy has evolved from Easter candy to a cult classic. Not only can you eat them, melt them. sculpt them, age them, decorate them, cook them, you can even name them.
The first peep contests were held by Pioneer Press paper in St. Paul,MN and the Washington Post paper in Washington D.C.  Just Born is the name of the company that makes the peeps and they sponsor their own diorama contest. In addition on their website list posts to other peep contests and  recipes using peeps.
Here is a link to recipe website
http://www.marshmallowpeeps.com/recipes/?type=recipe&tpid=9d9a48bf-9d21-4a7c-ba4b-85ffb885ba51&chid=40ed98a3-8498-4ce5-bc63-f8bd6278655e

Enjoy a Peep today!

Daffodils, a well known poem, was written by William Wordsworth. He was born April 7, 1770. He is a major English Romantic Poet who with Samuel Taylor Coleridge helped launch the Romantic Age in English literature in 1798 with joint publication of Lyrical Ballad.
Daffodils
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed--and gazed--but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils. 
by William Wordsworth



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