My First Egg

Yesterday we sold out of ALL - I mean ALL our eggs. Michael even took a few of my fresh stash from the kitchen because our market lovers kept coming and I kept having to apologize that we'd sold out.  One new market lover came with her two little girls - so Michael even took her and her two littles to the hen house and took them right out from under the girls - an experience, hopefully, those two little ones will remember.

Today, Michael came in with a big basket of part of yesterday's loot and this mornings. With a big grin on his face he said, "My first egg."  When a hen starts her life on egg production her first eggs are tiny.




Today, someone started doing what she was created to do. . . lay one egg every 26 hours.