Hurrah! I do so miss collecting fresh eggs from my own hens. The old hen hut is now used for storage and the run is full of bean canes - not quite the same as seeing my girls scuffling through the straw and having dust baths. Sigh.
Eggs from your own hens are always the best. I have the next best thing in that I buy them from friends. Came home a day or two ago to find a box on the table. When I phoned to find out who had left them I was told they are a New Year present. Frittata for dinner tonight!
Last year was a thin egg year but this winter we have, so far, done pretty well. I can sell the surplus which is just as well as the price of food has gone through the roof.
THE BELLS ..... THE BELLS ..........
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Optimistic Cro!
The difference between an optimist and a pessimist, is that the optimist enjoys himself whilst waiting for the inevitable! I AM that optimist!
This is a daily, optimistic, 'photos and comments' blog. I make no judgements (only occasionally), just notes. If you wish to comment in any way at all, please feel free. Everything and everyone (except the obdurate and dictatorial) is very welcome.
I was born just south of London, but for the past 50 years I've lived in S W France. I am a painter by profession, and writer by desire. Lady Magnon and I live between an ancient cottage in a tiny village in perfectly tranquil French countryside, and a bijou townhouse in Brighton UK. In France we have plenty of fruit trees, all situated amongst a view that takes the breath away, in the UK we have a handkerchief sized patio. We also have a Border Collie called Billy. I try to treat our planet with respect, and encourage others to do likewise (without preaching).
Contentment is a glass of red, a plate of charcuterie, and a slice of good country bread. Perfect!
Good girls!
ReplyDeletePretty eggs from ugly chickens. The girls are earning their keep.
ReplyDeleteHurrah! I do so miss collecting fresh eggs from my own hens. The old hen hut is now used for storage and the run is full of bean canes - not quite the same as seeing my girls scuffling through the straw and having dust baths. Sigh.
ReplyDeleteI suspect that you had accidentally switched hens with Margot Leadbetter's Ooh-Ah birds.
ReplyDeleteDon't eat it all at once.
ReplyDeleteohh how lovely!! eat it slowly and savour!!
ReplyDeleteYay!! Leia started producing just after Xmas again after a lull of a couple of months. She's been 'pretty regular' since.
ReplyDeleteI've just come back with a 3rd egg, so someone is 'pretty regular'. I just wonder when the other two will start.
DeleteI have read about the "no egg" situation happening to other chicken owners this winter. Perhaps they have all gone on strike.
ReplyDeleteI'm a starving vulture so, bugger patience, I'm gonna kill something...
ReplyDeleteWell done girls. I bet the yolk is much yellower that the ones I get from the local supermarket Cro.
ReplyDeleteEggs from your own hens are always the best. I have the next best thing in that I buy them from friends. Came home a day or two ago to find a box on the table. When I phoned to find out who had left them I was told they are a New Year present. Frittata for dinner tonight!
ReplyDeleteI'm guessing the egg laying competition is beginning again, so once the challenge has been presented, the others are stepping up to the plate!
ReplyDeleteLast year was a thin egg year but this winter we have, so far, done pretty well. I can sell the surplus which is just as well as the price of food has gone through the roof.
ReplyDeleteThat's funny- I just got a few eggs from some chickens who hadn't laid in months! Guess French and American poultry speak the same language.
ReplyDeleteAnd in Wales, I believe.
DeleteWoo hoo! This is how we really know the days are getting longer....screw the clocks!
ReplyDeleteA beautiful eggsample.
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