Day 306 of 365
I remembered to take my phone with me to the coop this evening when I collected the eggs because the chickens sometimes make beautiful little nests of eggs. I wanted to share this on the blog, and I was in luck.
One of the joys of my life is collecting eggs every day, and every day I report to Ron how many we got for the day. Today was a pretty slow day of late, just 12.
I don’t know why eggs are so beautiful to me. Maybe it’s because they are so practical and magical at the same time. I love practical, but I also love magical. How that can be I just don’t know.
Eggs are archetypal, aren’t they?
Farmer-ish 