And then this morning, another. This one in the actual nesting box. Same size, a bit darker in color. I have to say I think that Miss Betty is the perpetrator of such eggy beauty and perfection. Will the other hens catch on? Will I have enough eggs to use as barter? Are they going to taste as good as they look? Oh my.
And one more question on this subject: If I get this excited over chicken eggs, what is it going to be like when my grandson is born?
THE BLOG WORLD MAY ACTUALLY EXPLODE!