The most beautiful view
is the one I share with you.
It was early morning, and freezing cold outside, but undauntedly, Davy-do got bundled up anyway, to go take care of the chickens (all his idea). He was gone for a little while, and when I heard him on the porch I tapped my husband (wonderful Saturday, he is home and by my side today) and said, “Davy’s back, let’s see the eggs he brought!” He came in and found our undivided attention, we were ready for the show.
(Yesterday David brought me seven eggs, stuffed in his blue jean pockets, all perfect.)
How exciting! He came over in front of us and started pulling eggs out of various pockets, but the first one he proudly showed us was OUR FIRST GREEN EGG! I squealed and we all took turns holding it and looking at it.
David said, “I thought it was rotten!”
There are wild speculations going on about just which one of our five Araucana chickens laid the egg. Grace says it’s either Swirl or Ena because Ena has been going in the nest boxes and they both crouch down now when she picks them up.
I was happy, I thought the color of the egg was lovely. I enjoy having a variety of different eggs to admire. We all had eggs for breakfast and I studied each one (briefly) before I cooked it up.
What a blessing! I have wanted chickens for years but never dreamed that I would enjoy it so much.
After properly photo-documenting the event, Davy took “his” egg back and after much persuasion (“It will ROT if you try to keep it forever!”) he fried it up and ate it. “How did it taste, Davy?” “It was NICE!” He later gave the keepsake egg shell to his sister.