These are just a few of our chicken eggs that I retrieved yesterday from one of the coops at the farm. It struck me how beautiful these are. It's like every day is Easter! The wonderful thing about these, other than the dark yolks and size, is that we can know which chicken laid them (or at least narrow the options), because each will lay the same color eggs every time.
We have a continual struggle with the mongoose 'dem, who apparently love them just as much as we do. They get their fair share, but that is a story for later.
The bowl holding them is a calabash cut in half and cleaned a a part of our summer camp, led by my lovely wife, Shelli.
As blueberry farmer Jim says back in my home state, "It's just another Ho-Hum Day in Paradise!"
We have a continual struggle with the mongoose 'dem, who apparently love them just as much as we do. They get their fair share, but that is a story for later.
The bowl holding them is a calabash cut in half and cleaned a a part of our summer camp, led by my lovely wife, Shelli.
As blueberry farmer Jim says back in my home state, "It's just another Ho-Hum Day in Paradise!"
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