Sunday, March 2, 2014

Happiness is the First Egg

February 24, 2014  was an auspicious day. That morning I opened my chicken house door and found a surprise. Our first egg of the season. The first egg from my hen.


This shows the color-- a lovely seafoam green.


This afternoon I decided to give Gertrude and Victoria, the two hens, nice clean hay, deserving chickens that they are.  Hay has a nice sweet aroma, and probably some seeds, while straw is stems only, so, it's hay. Low and behold I found two more eggs. Probably the first one I found was from the day before, since I hadn't checked.  They look white here, but aren't.










 
 
I bought the chickens, on September 5, 2013, they were probably two or three days old when I bought them, and now 7 months later they are grown up laying hens.

The light-colored chick turned out to be a rooster--verboten in town--so he was adopted by a wonderful woman who lives outside the city limits.

She calls him the "Wonder rooster," for his is holding his own with her resident rooster.




This is Gertrude or Victoria, I can't tell which.

Since I had the camera in hand the morning of the found egg, I snapped this daffodil growing by our foundation. Quite a juxtaposition from 2 months ago.


December 6, 2013
 
 

            
                                                                            February 24, 2014
 
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Thank you for reading.
Love from our house to yours,
Joyce
 
For a more pithy Joyce check out Granny Shoots from the Hip
 
 
 

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