What do I love about having a small homestead? Fresh farm eggs. I feel so sorry for the chicken in my henhouse that laid that huge egg today. The small white one is from our dear “Molly”. Molly has been with us forever, having surrogated another chickens egg to raise as her own in the dead of winter, but the outcome was not good, the poor chick died a few weeks after hatching, a piece of grain in its beak. But, such is farm life. We take the good with the bad and learn from it. Molly still likes to sit on other chickens eggs. She’s like the Gladys Cravits of the chicken run. A white silkie with an additude.
Off to knit some sleeves…
Yeeouch! Poor chickie. My ladies are all moulting again and so the eggs production is down. I received my first Elann shipment today. Those folks are fast and I LOVE the yarn. It’s for the Simple Knitted Bodice KAL. Cheers.
I’m glad you call her Molly and not Gladys!
Yum!!!
Ouch – oh my God, what an egg! But you’re right, there’s nothing better than fresh farm eggs, there’s such a difference to the ones bought in the stores… We have a farm closeby (even here in the city) and often go there to get fresh eggs and milk, and it’s just amazing how wonderful the taste is! Say Hi to Molly from me!
Ohhhh the pain! I can’t imagine!