Life is full of surprises. Some are sweet, some... not so much.
One of my hens paces at the hen yard gate in the morning, wanting to get OUT to the big yard. I suspected she was laying eggs under the pine tree at the side of the house, and have looked there countless times to see if any brown eggs were laying out among the pine cones and needles. Today I looked again. And found this! 10 eggs, in a lovely natural nest of meadow grass, shaded by the boughs of the old pine.
I collected them in my shirt, then came right inside and baked a quiche.
2 comments:
How hen-like of her. Congratulations!
Mary Anne in Kentucky
How did she manage that? Wow she is something!
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